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lirik lagu warm up – krispylife kidd

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[intro]
you can come and buy what i got, i need a bigger amount, alright
krispylife

[verse]
hand sanitizer bullets, these to clean your system out
catch me playin’ the game in my drawers at your sister house
f*ck around and hit your hood, i can fix a drought
it’s an old lady on your sofa, now you gotta fix the couch
your mama wanna put you out, you put a dent in the couch
talkin’ loose, then my young bull’ll make you had to fix your mouth
you want a name? b*tch, you’ll die for clout
i just bought a pint of turtle, we brought jizzle out (r.i.p.)
chop got that— on it, i brought the whistle out
b*tch put some foul*ass sh*t, i brought the whistle out
foul on the play, that’s ten yards
my white boy got a grow farm, he got like ten yards
burn a n*gga with this b*tch, i’ll get you charged
you beat your b*tch up, she call the police and get you charged
heard my n*gga used to step on you like an athlete
six deep in a challenger, what’s in the backseat?
i’ll pull this b*tch out and start a track meet
my n*gga got a trackhawk, but i call it a cat jeep
that’s crazy, ain’t it?
ain’t have no pape’ in sixth months, that’s lazy, ain’t it?
got the face while i was fresh as h*ll, that’s wavy, ain’t it?
have my lil’ n*gga push the work like raising kanan
i made the n*gga push the work, i’m raising kanan
i’m all about the chicken, i’m raising cane*in’
verse five thousand, you gon’ pay it, ain’t you?
it’s with a k, dumb b*tch, you gon’ say it, ain’t you?
fl!ck this b*tch like a lighter if you play it crazy
you in saginaw tryna hide, thinkin’ lil ray gon’ save you
sold a fiend pancake mix, aunt jemime gon’ hate me (oh my god)
f*ck, i mean aunt jemima
could bump into your son, so i sent it at your mama
i got a freak pregnant ’cause i ain’t really have no condom
i’m f*ckin’ with this white girl, i’m finna stuff madonna
i’m only f*ckin’ with my black people, i’m finna trap wakanda
leave a n*gga with his arms crossed, forever wakanda
d*mn, that sound racist, don’t it?
i hate n*ggas with all my heart, that sound racist, don’t it?
if i get a pint right now, i’ma face it, won’t i?
i just met up with my plug out in tijuana
i’ll get you sent up high, i know jesus, don’t i?
rio in the feds, you can tell that he rich as f*ck
my b*tch bougie, you gotta be rich to f*ck
and i’m rich as f*ck (facts)
so that mean that i was rich to f*ck (facts)
[outro]
b*tch
n*gga
k*r*i*s*p*y
l*i*f*e
dumb*ass n*gga
stupid

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