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japan - krispylife kidd lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
krispylife, n*gga
alright
ayy
been up for six days, i done popped—

[chorus]
been up for six days, i done popped too many addys
sav made this beat for— for a fellow savage
don’t get your noodles rocked for a sack of cabbage
doin’ all that playin’ will get your granny whacked in traffic

[verse 1]
i don’t make my b*tch call me daddy, she call me master
threw an easy b*tton on the glock, made it shoot faster
i don’t go to church but move pounds through it, who the pastor?

[chorus]
been up for six days, i done popped too many addys
sav made this beat for a fellow savage
don’t get your noodles rocked for a stack of cabbage
doin’ all that playin’ gon’ get your granny whacked in traffic

[verse 2]
should’ve threw her old ass on a “f*ck you” hoodie
oh, that was too soon?
house big, i got a shoe room for my shoe room
i don’t think i got it, all i do got some loose screws
your crib keep gettin’ shot up, you probably need to move
hmm, just take my advice
made 50k off verses, i did that twice
who decides war on my back, this sh*t look nice
i got a thing for gay chicks, i’m tryna f*ck jikes
“wait, kidd, you tryna hit a dyk*?”
no, that’s a girly girl
i ain’t trippin’ on no drank, i just got a six from pearl
b*tch got some wide shoulders with a big back
f*ck all that dissin’, boy, come get your l!ck back
you ever seen a .223 destroy a six*pack?
i’m really part of bread gang and i don’t know fatts
or moneybagg
stealin’ gum out the gas station with a sixty stash
show one of you rap n*ggas how to get a bag
yeah, your crib kinda nice, but your ceiling’s ass
’cause we keep makin’ it rain
now your roof, it got leaks in it
i don’t really f*ck with vegetables, but i keep spinach
almost threw up, i got dizzy ’cause i keep spinning
i love cheese, how could i ever go vegan?
hit her hard, knock her period on, now the b*tch bleedin’
n*ggas wasn’t f*ckin’ with me, now they act like they need me
feel like george floyd in the streets ’cause they need me
you ain’t really—
you ain’t really up no dogsh*t, you need to stop stuntin’
your mans would’ve got away, but he stopped runnin’
b*tch, you better keep suckin’ ’cause i am not cummin’
got a 911 on me, this a lethal weapon
bought nine platters in the club, i gotta feed my section
grind hard or go home, somebody call destined
i mean everything i say, i do not be jeffin’
since you puttin’ sh*t on god, y’all can meet in heaven

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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