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lirik lagu over cs – krishu

[intro]
i got one twin in the ‘raq, i got one overseas
(23, 23, 23, 20, 3)
three stripes on my pants, i put that over c’s
stoopidlou on the beat, krishu, krishu, krishu
i got

[hook]
three stripes on these pants, put em over c’s
i got like one twin in the ‘raq, i got one overseas
home team in gulf wing doors, back*to*back, and we ride out, like a fleet
home team, brrt*brrt, you can’t see us, so you see
i know some kids who go heath ledger with pills
i know some b*tches who mary*kate, yeah, they k!ll
i don’t crack sh*t, but an opp, not a seal
i had to get my weight up, but i still counted ‘em mils, yeah

[verse 1]
i been going crazy, but i think that i love it
i think the first time i got up 10, i was still eating nuggets
but i’m on a diet now, so i’m eating fruits and sh*t
i let a choppa rock, make him hula hoop and sh*t
said he want the high*grade, we tax em, just like vucevic
i’m overpaid
more bags on the way, like the one bro blew on rick’s
now ain’t that crazy?
i got 3 goals, get rich, and buy my mom a house
i got 3 hoes, collecting money, i don’t need a pound
it’s like 3 zones, bro sold, and played lost*and*found
in this house it’s 3 phones, going brrrt, that’s that money sound!
see an opp? then we knocking him down
headshot, see what he thinking about
g*lock, with the d*ld*, fully aroused
riding with the mac millie bobby brown
take 5 to the face, like the hound
yeah, this cookie pack, got me up out the earth, like sam cassell
bro got a big ass stick, he make you back up, josh mccown
we making b*tches leave you overnight, like the cleveland browns
that’s on gang, krishu
[hook]
three stripes on these pants, put em over c’s
i got like one twin in the ‘raq, i got one overseas
home team in gulf wing doors, back*to*back, and we ride out, like a fleet
home team, brrt*brrt, you can’t see us, so you see
i know some kids who go heath ledger with pills
i know some b*tches who mary*kate, yeah, they k!ll
i don’t crack sh*t, but an opp, not a seal
i had to get my weight up, but i still counted ‘em mils, yeah

[verse 2]
(brr, h*llo?) when i stand on my racks, i get vertigo
she wanna f*ck skai, chris, elijah, zaq, frendi, that’s a birdie hoe
if i hit her on the first try, that’s a birdie, though
please don’t try to be a hero, cause a glock would’ve k!lled percival
dirty 30s hidden in the jeep, s*r*t under seats
it’s encrypted when we message, i won’t let hoes have receipts
still r*e*r*o*c*k in the pack, you’ll see when it’s received
promise that i still ain’t find a b*tch who love me like i love me
krishu, krishu

- krishu

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