Fanning

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KrispyLife Kidd - Rap, Detroit Rap

Fanning

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[Intro] (Fuck the fire, we got grease) (It's a Wayne beat) Alright, KrispyLife Ayy (His name's Pablo) [Verse] Outta town, all the people keep tweakin', my fans fannin' Dog just got finessed, he a ham sandwich Not a trick, but I'll— alright, yeah Not a trick, but I'll splurge on a bitch, [?] I know a nigga that'll shoot the fuck out you, but he love dancin' No cap, nigga Switch make the Glock shake, it caught the Holy Ghost My nigga dropped [?] Them people at the corner in that van, I don't know them folks Got rich off words, my nigga, I ain't sold dope Okay, okay, okay, maybe I did sell a little, alright, come on I was in that trap tryna stay warm, I was improvisin' Sittin' by the heater with some shit that'd kill a lion Flint nigga, ran that bag up, Andre Rison Like he don't never go nowhere, he ain't never slidin' My face kinda numb, I'm off a deuce of Trishy Put the red beam on his neck, you can't remove this hickey Condo got five beds, you can move in with me Hangin' out the Tesla blowin' this bitch, I'm tryna kill Ricky KrispyLife, bitch, I'm a big problem Shit-talkin' rich nigga, I can shit commas The watch gave me carpal tunnel, I got wrist problems But I can't complain no more, these rich problems I got the hoes goin' crazy, screamin', "Skee-yee" Bitch get wet, get naked when she see me I'm in the crib for two seconds, horny, she done seen meat I hit her with that macaroni time, you'd think she seen Keef I'm really in my bag, I be talkin' nice, mama I'm just gettin' started, I ain't even at my height, mama I can get you whatever you want, text what you like, mama Oh, you ain't ready to fuck? Well, psych, mama Can't believe shit these niggas say, they just be chattin' But most of my niggas, they be tweakin', they be savage Left Flint, hit 75, I had a play in Canton Make it easy for you to catch these bullets, fuck All Madden Got my jewelry on, we don't take nothin' Niggas ain't celibate, but they don't fuck nothin' Worried about the next man, go and fuck somethin' So many shots out this fully, you can't duck nothin' [Outro] Bitch KrispyLife, K-R-I-S-P-Y-L-I-F-E, bitch

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  • KrispyLife Kidd