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free kendall - hbk boom lyrics

[intro: krispylife kidd]
enrgy made this one
ok
ysr
boom
krispylife

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
a n*gga cut my drank, i was sentemental
but that’s ok, when i see him, i’ma k!ll him
my n*gga f*cking with the dog, he got like nine kennels
pop a n*gga [?] bearface, free kendal
i’m really ruthlous through this b*tch, i bring the drama
kidnap a n*gga, beat him bad, hold him for hostage
if you want [?] i want ten thousand
me and you are not the same, you don’t own that one chopper
i heard you broke, you don’t got no guala
if you wanna get fronted, you gon’ need a cosigner
this b*tch suck d*ck so good, she got my toes smiling
my n*gga [?] made fourty thousand
this sh*t stacked, i need a staircase
send an opp, popped a rapper, tryna shop at [?]
i just f*cked a bad b*tch, in my man cave
pop a n*gga, [/?] shoеs up, i can’t stand j’s

[verse 2: hbk boom]
[?] jump in that one bag
b*tch, all my dawgs [?] like a touch pad
thesе old n*ggas mad, that i’m up with they crumb ass
yeah, i’m finna get up in my mode, and they don’t want that
that lil money n*ggas bragging on, i done touched that
these situations n*ggas bragging on, i could’ve f*cked that
i ain’t calboy, h*ll na, but n*ggas envy me
he think he grinding, f*ck around and make ten a week
yeah, i make that b*tch [?] up, she like give me meat
i’ll [?] city up on any street
[?] to the side, look like t.i.p
i was in the party, seventeen, i ain’t need i.d
before i go outside ’bout a b*tch, i’ll die
i just ran up a bag, in a vlone t
i know the hoes ain’t on you, ’cause they be on me
i don’t put n0body in my business, i be low key
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
pop a n*gga, and act like i ain’t know who shot him
how the h*ll you from beecher, and you don’t know my mama?
put a green light on this b*tch, andre 3000
a n*gga i don’t know want a verse, i said 5000
took a rental to tennessee, it had nine milage
b*tch, if your car ain’t got ten, i can’t ride around in it
n*gga, i grew up in flint, you better ride around with it
boy, you a wack rapper, you an exhibit
b*tch, you gotta facetime me, i don’t text b*tches
i ain’t have my gun on me, so i flexed that n*gga
oh, you riding with the other side? bed rest that n*gga
so many k’s on the boat, call it chopper city
i had to put the play down on dawg, he the opposition
me and kidd verses anybody, f*ck our compitition
if he ain’t tied in with the gang, i ain’t boxing with him
i’m ’bout to drop a chain with so much ice, going hockey with it

[outro: hbk boom]
he’s got a fat stuffer, up stocky with it
gramz say he beat the beat ass, he like rocky with it
[?] say he got the bl!ck on him, he ain’t boxing n*ggas
[?] out of state making plays, he alasca with it
b*tch, don’t ask for me, i don’t ask for n*ggas

- hbk boom lyrics

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