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krishu – up it كلمات اغاني

[intro]
pop pop, oj, he murda gang
you can tell it’s a bale by the weight
you can tell it’s chanel by the waist
you can tell if i slide, then you know it’s a k
you can tell, lil b_tch!

[hook]
(you) down bad, using one_ply, you like “f_ck it”
ain’t n0body with me gun shy, yeah, they gon up it
you cannot duck it; it’s boots in the function
i’m 20, i don’t go to clubs or get drunken
new truck, amg, sippin tea like the sunken
i just want the blue bills, i don’t want her suckin
(and i’m, a) fat boy i don’t wear balmain
tesla autopilot while you spray
told this white b_tch that i’m cousins with zayn
(and you) off xans, can’t hang
ride with the bag at the back of the range
the b_tch, break her back, hear a crack and a bang

[verse 1]
(and we heard, that you) carry the racks and the stacks in the jeans
we gon take everything in the d_mn balmains
my youngin do a lot for a little palm a
(y’all…) y’all cover sh_t up, just like ghislaine
cover for your homeboy when he do rape
that is not thorough, we gon show you his brains
i don’t wear sickö, this vautour, by the way
i don’t need to hit b_tches, put a wh0re in her place
better come back with the lil guap, or you can’t
just scammed an old b_tch, took her 401k
i can get a bale by the pound or the freight
i’ma blow up like tsa
brown boy with a main, yeah, lie in her face
i know the cops gon lie for the cage
(whole city, whole city) whole city hate me, but ain’t done sh_t yet
i got 3 b_tches kissing, but all of them cishet
she wanna f_ck with a brown boy, krishard
i ain’t giving her tongue, b_tch i ain’t no lizard
smoking good dope, give me headache, yeah this pressure
hit an opp in the head, he ain’t got no health insurance, he ain’t goin no stretcher, yeah
3m on the shoes, these b_tches light up like sketchers
think she wanna play with my b_lls, b_tch this ain’t tether
i’ll make it rain bullets, just like the weather
in a e_coupe and it’s light as a feather
b_tch i play with the mud, just like i’m sheck
this gas got my eyes on special effects
yeah, the gas got my eyes on ocular rift
got my eye on a bag, not bagging a b_tch
brown boy letting em fly with the strips
i’ma go on a hunt, like fivi and sh_t
(and my boy) my boy on juice, barry bonds
we knock em down, just like jake fromm
i was into juggin as a jit, i never mowed lawns
b_tch it’s krishu, we wet em up, need a tissue
[hook]
(you) down bad, using one_ply, you like “f_ck it”
ain’t n0body with me gun shy, yeah, they gon up it
you cannot duck it; it’s boots in the function
i’m 20, i don’t go to clubs or get drunken
new truck, amg, sippin tea like the sunken
i just want the blue bills, i don’t want her suckin
(and i’m, a) fat boy i don’t wear balmain
tesla autopilot while you spray
told this white b_tch that i’m cousins with zayn
(and you) off xans, can’t hang
ride with the bag at the back of the range
the b_tch, break her back, hear a crack and a bang

[verse 2]
yeah, first of the month i need 3 things like a fiend buying beans in the back of the trap
tape full of hits, couple strips like zaq
plus i need a zip, yeah, oj pack
bro got a deal, and he gang for the real, so you know we funneling money, no tax
you get excited bout hoes we hit, she said you shot up the club like plax
i know what she about, she devout, so congrats
i don’t rep slatt, but he got slimed like he jax
i was 15, juggin all ps that’s flax
you was playin games, got smoked like a pax
krishu
[hook]
(you) down bad, using one_ply, you like “f_ck it”
ain’t n0body with me gun shy, yeah, they gon up it
you cannot duck it; it’s boots in the function

- krishu

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