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krispylife kidd & ak bandamont - staring at the top كلمات أغنية

[intro: ak bandamont]
(it’s a wayne beat)
woo, yeah
(elijah)
ak bandamont, n_gga, yeah
(f_ck the fire, we got grease)

[verse 1: ak bandamont]
i just poured another pint, i keep on starin’ at the top
gotta watch the way i move, right now i’m starin’ at the chop
i can have a gun store with bro, we sharin’ all them glocks
a thousand sh_lls found on one street, we spared them other blocks
i just poured a pint of wock’, got ice on, and i’m with krispy
blew a fifty just to get a case closed, i’m gettin’ busy
fill the drac’ up with a sixty, spin with it, gettin’ busy
threw a sixty in the drain, b_tch, when i blow, i’m hittin’ nicki
bro outside opp shoppin’, he be shootin’, real n_gga
the nina only wanna hit heads, it’s real picky
free that n_gga tone ’cause he was in the fed with me
i always keep the pills with me, raise the price and k!ll city
my one sl_t can’t even go a day without me, real clingy
she got a coke_bottle shape with slim waist and real titties
duck your head, ’cause i just bought a mini chop with real titties
n_gga ain’t throwin’ shots without me throwin’ back, we real frisky
i said, “i need your card to clear these bank checks” and she ain’t think about it
ten thousand pills on me, still speedin’, guess i ain’t think about it
yeah, if you really in the streets, then know your way around it
now, while i breathe this smoke, i fill my lungs up with marijuana
i’m finna f_ck two twin freaks, i’m finna tear this condom
my granny dumb, she told me get a job when i be gettin’ thousands
i love them big 7.62s ’cause they be clearin’ houses
i hate when the feds come ’cause they be clearin’ houses
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
n_gga pulled up, want me to bless him, but i am not no christian
my b_tch kids hungry, they want chicken, but i am not gon’ fix it
you better call your daddy, lil’ f_cker, that is not my business
i’m hittin’ the wall in her p_ssy, but i keep on diggin’
i’m out of town with four college hoes at a track meet
no, me and my n_ggas don’t sell guns, we just stack heats
like i’m a hater, i f_cked your hat up on the backstreet
police took two of ’em from me, i’m on my last heat
you was a ho in high school, boy, how is you thuggin’?
in ninth grade, i had three_for_tens, i had my house jumpin’
under the influence, drunk, tryna shoot, you just got lucky
pick the bossest n_gga in your clique and turn him to my flunky
you a nasty n_gga, you would f_ck a junkie
don’t discriminate, support trump, i’ll serve a hunky
i got him stabbed in the feds, my cousin was his bunky
you ain’t never got no cheese, you ain’t never got no money
walk him down in designer, they thought they seen saks fifth shootin’
i love them old b_tches, yeah, i’m on my tenth cougar
off a perc’ f_ckin’ while netflix goin’, we on our sixth movie
i want ten_seventeen for this half a ‘bow, but i am not with gucci
went and dropped trx, i f_cked around and threw them rambo ruccis
i really used to f_ck with webbie, i wasn’t no fan of boosie
in a double_m movin’ the bag from michigan to massachusetts
b_tch, krispylife, n_gga
we gon’ do it just like that

- krispylife kidd ak bandamont

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