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krispylife kidd - spicy language lyrics

[intro]
enrgy made this one
it’s with a k, dumbass

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
that’s your n+gga money, you need to give it back
your n+gga got his sh+t took, you had to get it back
brodie’s shoes got the size on a tip, he spent a rack
[?] got straps that say gucci in cursive on the back
trying not to laugh, but that n+gga a clown with it
ar 15 shoot [?] sound system
brodie just got some p’s, he going out of town with them
[?] chilling
i leave your favorite cousin stanking like [?]
[?] he was [?]
i’ll f+ck up your [?] right before christmas
i’m all about my green like the grinch that stole christmas
me and my n+ggas bad boys like the [?]
your n+ggas bad boys, the kind that get you sent to prison
back in april [?] my first pistol
i shot at my baby mama, ’cause that b+tch was tripping
i can’t [?] right now, ’cause i feel it coming
told that b+tch keep sucking, ’cause i feel it cumming
bro put your gun [?] quick, the hoes coming
just wanna feel safe and not uncomfortable
just hit a fan, that p+ssy was good too
almost shot a fan, he ran up, i was too spooked
catch [?] ten toes, n+gga, you a fool
sh+lls out the window, this a taco bell drive through
bragging on your b+tch, yeah, that p+ssy, that’s mine too
we got 40’s, xd’s, 223’s and 9’s too
all about my pape, but i ain’t the one to lie too
slapped the f+ck out my b+tch mama, i tried to
i ain’t gon’ speak on [?] that i done ran through
[verse 2: ysr gramz]
ain’t gotta pop a n+gga, i can use my hands too
dawg said he want a verse from kidd, i need a band too
me and my n+ggas stick together like our hands glewed
showed too much love, treat my haters like they fans too
hit a n+gga, knock him out cold, [?]
i’m sick of [?] b+tch if she ran through
got [?] yeezys, they brand new
you let your mans get finessed, you a ham too
we just sold you fake percs, you a ham, fool
ask a n+gga what type of weed is this? and grab a handful
i am not mobil, if you only want a gram, dude
we the type to f+ck your party up and get it canceled

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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