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Jose the Plug KrispyLife Twenty-seven in the .30, that b*t*h won't jam Dawg blew his whole EDD, n***a, get yo mans You got them petty-ass chains, should've spent more bands I'ma diss that lil' b*t*h, she ain't fit my plan Moncler coat, give a f**k if it's sunny out Ho said I'm broke, b*t*h, where? Pull the money out Bought four pints, put 'em up, n***a, f**k a drought Do this sh*t for the bands, n***a, f**k some clout Keep the car running, I'm going in and coming out She about to hit this button then I'm up another thousand You better off fighting, don't nobody shoot up houses Strong n***as get left red, Larry the Lobster That b*t*h shoot nine bullets, that ain't no chopper In a n***a's bushes, hе thought he seen a Chupacabra On a loose-ass day I got on Prada On another loosе-ass day I count up twenty thousand Woke up high as hell, Eggos with the Wockhardt Like, sh*t, it might've been the Runtz and the Pop-Tarts Dunking with the Glock like Drexler, you cannot guard I'm a rock star, f**king hoes like a pop star Man, why this b*t*h just call me "Thrustin Bieber"? Best dressed back in high school, I could've f**ked the teacher Dawg was talking crazy, now it's f**king maggots underneath him Running scams up fast as hell like a f**king cheetah Thousand dollar shoes so I step like a jabberwocky Broke a shin running to the bag, boy, yo ass be walking Scam genie [?] know her ass was salty Dropped in and out of my Tech, had to cash a joggy I think Tron finna cash a Audi Spice Man, call me "Captain Crunch", my ass be talking Think I'm stuck to it, boy, you can't the bag from off me I could never work a nine-to-five, boy, my ass be frauding Drop pants, sliding up like Instagram Every time I drop a song, it's insta bands Opps slide on my block, we flip them vans I turned ten to a twenty, I flip my bands Whole gang up thirty, pandemic where? Talking way too crazy, man, this sh*t ain't fair If my shoes get a crease, get another pair One n***a touch me [?] n***a there My ex b*t*h f**king on an opp, with her poor ass Uncy bring that food to your porch like he's DoorDash You cannot be the plug if the court asks Hellcat, wide body, b*t*h, watch me floor dash Ice boogers on my nose, uncy cooking on a stove We done shook the f**king floor, we'll whoop him, on the folks I'll put it on my bros, I'll put it on my soul Back shots have her tapping like she looking for the ropes Huh, brodie got the za backing up like he too close Nah, we don't tweet about the opps, b*t*h, we shoot those Damn, I was sprinting to the bag and broke two toes 201s, fire card slam like [?] How the f**k you ain't sucking d**k? b*t*h, you too grown Last b*t*h sick, how the hell? b*t*h, move on I could flex like I'm Terry Crews but I ain't too strong Punches got me banned from every app, I need a new phone Definitely not about to kiss yo ass, baby, move on Aye, put a hole in that n***a if he move wrong I'm just tryna eat until the food gone I just spelled something out, I did it in a few songs I'm a motherf**king [?] I was shooting guns before I ever developed the jumper Bad-ass kit, walk around with a thumper Can tell that sh*t you rap cap, I don't know who thought it wasn't Rapper really living? This a dime a dozen I rap about my real life, I don't find it funny b*t*h, find something to do or find some money Went to school with n***as like you, you are not on nothing KrispyLife Almighty, b*t*h sh*ttyBoyz Yeah, okay
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