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krispylife kidd - today was bool lyrics

[intro]
ayy
you know, let me talk that one sh_t real quick
krispylife, n_gga, it’s with a k, dumbass
look

[verse]
i don’t trust sh_t
you wanna make a lot of money, well, go bump this
i heard you don’t get no ass, you don’t f_ck sh_t
same rapper that’ll say, “f_ck rap” and get on f_ck sh_t
h_lla bags in the living room, i look like a h__rder
gettin’ them oranges for the low way down in georgia
actin’ like you want a pound, but you’d cop a quarter
you better chill, ’cause i’ll pay my young n_gga, you’ll die for forces
oversized hoodie cost a lot, this the bape sh_t
i come in with my gun out, i don’t say sh_t
glock out while i’m pumpin’ gas, this a safe trip
man, ayy, look
my n_gga poppin’ with the ruger, i hopped out with the k too
these n_ggas think they f_ckin’ with me, they smokin’ k2
i got a fiend out of new york, he look like babe ruth
and i got a buyer out in mexico go by jesus
hm, you will die playin’ hercules
been cookin’ raw for a straight week, it d_mn near hurt to sneeze
you will make me mad for doin’ too much, you will die for cappin’
oh, you thought it was funny? you will die for laughin’
poke you in the club with the ace, n_gga, you will die for matchin’
and this b_tch poured up a deuce, i’m gettin’ high with madison
my doctor give me drugs that they give people that’s fightin’ cancer
i’m in the club drunk off a long island tryna fight a dancer
i’m a piece of sh_t
constipated, i been stackin’, if i up it, it take a week to sh_t
ain’t wanna k!ll him, so i had to hit all knees and feet
if i get jammed, i’m goin’ downtown and i’m pleadin’ the fifth
huh, i’ll make the police do they job
you will see me hang out with drac’, but i ain’t pull up with josh
on a chill day, i can up a five
but catch me at the ‘set trippin’, i’ll probably up a dime
they say krispy got the hardest beats, my sh_t unmatched
designer head to toe and don’t nothin’ match
that last sh_t you dropped was weak as f_ck, who gon’ bump that?
you was hatin’ for a while, you givin’ props, you must’ve bumped crack
hah, oh, you clean stupid
i ain’t gotta pop you, i’ll have my fiend do it
when you off the trish, you gotta make lean msuic
i just cussed my b_tch out and hung up on her, this mean music
we don’t twist no petty sh_t up, my n_gga roll gorilla fingers
you ain’t got no real chicken, you got chicken fingers
every time somethin’ go down, you cry, b_tch, you just a diva
i heard you tried to sell a ‘bow, it was all sativa

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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