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kris tyson - jarri lyrics

[intro]
(beating a n*gga like i am mike tyson)
(ho like a stud, man, i think she kris tyson)
(yo’ b*tch hop on the d*ck, that b*tch, she feisting)
(and i pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(p*pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(and i pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)

[chorus]
yeah, yeah
singing and rapping and trapping
i f*cked your b*tch and you know i’m not capping
put a hunnid racks on the table, like bands on the table
then your b*tch gone like it’s magic
not talking no johnson
my n*ggas we pull up, we robbin’
your b*tch is a side, no robin
yo’ b*tch gonna give the noggin
not talking no head
three shots leave that n*gga dead
melatonin put that boy to bed
head so r*t*rd, i think that b*tch sped
beating a n*gga like i am mike tyson
ho like a stud, man, i think she kris tyson
yo’ b*tch hop on thе d*ck, that b*tch, she feisting
and i pull with sticks but i know we not hiking
[verse 1]
bеating a n*gga, he getting beat down
fly to ukraine like my name is jay hound
b*tch, i be counting them dollars, no pounds
got the suppression, it won’t make a sound
give me the money and say the amount
(give me the money and say the amount)
yeah
give me the money and say the amount
beating a b*tch, i think i am chris brown
feel like chris brown, yes, i’ll beat a b*tch
i got that cash, yeah, i’m feeling rich
syk put me onto this singing sh*t
and this sh*t like the best
it’s the money you not gonna get
shoot that n*gga if he call the feds
shoot that n*gga, he gonna need meds
you want your life, let’s play russian roulette
you will not forget
1, 2 shots leave him dead
yeah, b*tch i put him to rest
not dj khalid, but b*tch we the best
b*tch, i’m that n*gga, like honestly
i f*cked his b*tch, now his ex wanna copy me
all these lil stupid lil b*tches is wannabes
b*tch do the feature, lil’ b*tch just stop stalling me
[verse 2]
(skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
now that i’m pulling up in a black truck
(ring, ring, ring*)
b*tch that’s my phone, you know i’m blowing up
now your lil’ b*tch wanna f*ck
fly high like a bird, no dove
this ho’ cannot get enough
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas, i don’t trust
(yeah, yeah)
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas, i don’t trust (yeah, yeah)
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas, don’t believe (yeah, yeah)
want me to stay, but i know that i leave (yeah, yeah)
punching that boy and i told him to breathe (yeah, yeah)
f*cked on her face, now she can’t see (yeah, yeah)
it’s okay, cause i’m making this green (yeah, yeah)
i’ma beat on that n*gga, no fighting
i know none of these b*tches will fight sh*t
i be wearing all black, that’s my fly sh*t
i be swerving that car with no license
huh, you is light sh*t
your b*tch walk in uninvited
huh, you is light sh*t
i be swerving that car with no license

[refrain]
(beating a n*gga like i am mike tyson)
(ho like a stud, man, i think she kris tyson)
(yo’ b*tch hop on the d*ck, that b*tch, she feisting)
(and i pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(p*pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
(and i pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)
[chorus]
singing and rapping and trapping
i f*cked your b*tch and you know i’m not capping
put a hunnid racks on the table, like bands on the table
then your b*tch gone like it’s magic
not talking no johnson
my n*ggas we pull up, we robbin’
your b*tch is a side, no robin
yo’ b*tch gonna give the noggin
not talking no head
three shots leave that n*gga dead
melatonin put that boy to bed
head so r*t*rd, i think that b*tch sped
b* b* beating a n*gga like i am mike tyson
ho like a stud, man, i think she kris tyson
yo’ b*tch hop on the d*ck, that b*tch, she feisting
and i pull with sticks but i know we not hi*
b* beating a n*gga like i am mike tyson
ho like a stud, man, i think she kris tyson
yo’ b*tch hop on the d*ck, that b*tch, she feisting
and i pull with sticks but i know we not hiking
(and i pull with sticks but i know we not hiking)

- jarri lyrics

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