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lil reet hard – i had a wet dream lyrics

(enrgy made this one)

[lil reet hard, krispy kyle ]
so many shots, i got terrorists on my block
they muslim, so you know i gotta show em my c+ck
srt go super f+cking fast
when i pass you, b+tch, see you in the past
enrgy on this beat, so you know it gon be heat
sippin’ gatorade in the srt
i’m white 42 dugg, no one better than me
b+tch, i whip an oldsmobile, that sh+t don’t start
when i drive that b+tch, it smell like a fart
mlk said he had a dream
b+tch, mine was wet
that sh+t made me cream, ay!
i be ten times that (offset!)
this track got me hot like summah
when this b+tch ends, it’s gonna be a bummah
kyle has an among us toe
i bet hе uses that sh+t to finger a hoe
i еat a b+tch out in the srt like soup
i hate that b+tch when she call that sh+t a coupe
a bunch of g+y men twerking in the club
i said “hold up shorty, i’m tryna f+ck a sub”
that sh+t was so g+y i think i might throw up
when i call the hoes, b+tch, you know they suck us up
suck us up like b+tch you ain’t a vacuum
told her imma shoot a cracka in his r+ct+m
i whip a ‘vette to shoot all the crackas
when they see that sh+t, they duck into the alleyway, b+tch
that sh+t ain’t even rhyme, man, i’m running out of time
give me a corona with a mexican ass lime
i be like connor how i like feet
i hop in the dodge dart and go skeet
captain justin is a b+tch ass little cracka
i saw his b+tch ass and said “what a f+ckin lacka”
gatorade got me out the deep, deep mud
she gave me that d+ck and i said “hol up, bud”
i took a swim in the reefa
that sh+t bombed like antifa
keep a glock in my lap, that sh+t always slap
shout out 21 savage, he always bust a cap
i bet vernengo got a tiny c+ck like a gringo
donald trump should’ve finished that wall
trevon diggs finna intercept that ball
cross a cracka up like tom brady
he said he wanna have my babies
i never eat an ice cream with my bottom teef
i’d rather eat a nice piece of kobe beef
shout out to the queen, she was always number one
now we gotta listen to her old ass son
why did old lizzie have to straight up f+cking die?
i wonder if she ever f+cked a british black guy
i be livin off food stamps, b+tch, that’s a struggle
when i use them hoes, they say “you came out the rubble”
y’all really thought i couldn’t use the n word
b+tch, just kidding, i’m not gonna say the n word
shout out pj queef, he always stealing sh+t
when i met that mug, i was really feeling it

- lil reet hard lyrics

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