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krispylife kidd & since99 - get low (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
been in a different bag, i had to mastermind it
i’ve been getting in for a while, i had to stratigise it
[?] bag, and then maxamise it
buy your b+tch a birkan [?]
i ain’t gon’ lie, [?] prices
i’m plugged in with my [?] this mesmerising
my n+gga gun you down legle, ’cause he got his licance
i really f+ck you up bad, like i’m ken or tyson
i’m really ’bout that chicken, like i work for tyson
[?] i don’t trip on prices
i can tell my n+gga just bought the [?] he got a paper licance
most of these n+ggas can’t keep up, i be talking too spicy

[verse 2: since99]
are you saying that i can’t catch up? i’m ’bout to run a mile
got a line of hoes in the crib, i got them single file
plug up on the line with the crud, i’m ’bout [?]
sniper out the alley, he shooting sh+t like he chris kyle
no, i’m not supporting his views, but sh+t, he acurat
i got [?] i’m ’bout to package it
talking sh+t when i’m in the booth, i took a laxitive
she saying she wanna ink, i guess i’m [?]
’cause i’m picky with the hoes, man, i have to admit it
and krispy [?] i’m telling bro to just quit it
he gotta go and take a break, before he catch a disease
i heard you cuffing on a fiend, she blowing a breeze
ain’t no wallace and gromit, but b+tch, i’m stacking up the cheese
got the fans in the comments, they begging to me on their knees
cause they want me to go in, just drop hot sh+t
pulling up to the carey out and i’m using chopsticks
[?] fried rice, i’m ’bout to chop sh+t
playing around with the 99, you getting drop kicked
sike, the f+ck do you think that i’m ’bout to fight?
crossbreed jalato with baskati, i’m taking flight
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
you ever seen a b+tch with a gun? that’s a dike
i know a n+gga with a weed farm, but he white
i was finna [?] but sike
told the opps we can do anything but fight
they done let us in the club with them pipees
got some free weed from a fan, mike said it wasn’t right
they gave you a hundred k, you signed for your life
hit him with a stomach shot, now he fighting for his life
smoke from the wood in my eye, now i’m finna cry
99 got some hoes on the floor, so i’m finna sllide
overcatching ass n+gga, so you need a ride
you tried to apply for a card and you got denyed
try to come down our block, and they got rewind
he almost died from this glock, but he got revived
you ain’t really like that, you gotta stop your [?]
i can tell them shoes not your’s, ’cause they not your size
you think you a bad b+tch, but you not that fine
n+gga, you a broke b+tch boy, i am not your kind
i had a desert egle on me, you got shot by 9
in miami with them bloods, you get shot by 5
i ain’t gon’ lie, i still think 2pac alive
man, this shirt smell good, it got washed by tied
had to put this n+gga out the stoop, he keep going live
finna throw the bag to my n+gga, he was going wide

- krispylife kidd since99 lyrics

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