lirik lagu bfb da packman, krispylife kidd, & babyfxce e - kentucky love
[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
lightskin, ass—
lightskin, but she— f~ck
lightskin, but got a fat ass, she look like j.lo
i’ll pop you in your top, give you a halo
or i’ll make your top pop like a faygo
i really din done dud it all, i bet they know
h~lla stones on my hand in this b~tch, i feel like thanos
and i’m the god of war in my city, i feel like kratos
i’m really plugged, can’t name a place i can’t go
make your b~tch shake that laffy taffy, i feel like fabo
b~tch, hurry up and get it tooted
i’m ’bout to pull my phone out, we finna shoot a movie
i’m disappointed in my muslim brother, he did it in his kufi
but who am i to judge? allah knows best
everywhere i go, i got thirty with me like i know steph
really threw this b~tch liftin’ pounds, i need a bowflex
my b~tch upped a roll of fifties on you, that’s my ho flex
she amazing, she swallow d~ck like she ain’t got no neck
my next piece gon’ be big as f~ck, take up the whole chest
man, let me slow it down
my n~gga over~sprayed the dog, somebody grab a towel
this the new edition of the glocks, you better cool it now
threw a d~ck on and had them b~tches screamin’ when i pulled it out
hit his home with some messy sh~t, this b~tch’ll move the house
you a failure, my n~gga, you can’t move an ounce
i don’t check in with no city, i hit it and i move around
this type of smoke’ll choke the sh~t out you like draymond
keep a dub on me, pockets fat as h~ll like faizon
i’m really just a bool dude, i feel like [?]
i told the b~tch keep your ass up and put your face down
[verse 2: babyfxce e]
they used to call me baby e, now they call me fxce now
i don’t need a heat, i can knock you with a face towel
almost took a loss to the courtroom and had a breakdown
gon’ change this lo’ name to my mama crib, but this my bae house
yeah, my b~tch might watch the location
cameras in and out the house, i can watch from the bas~m~nt
baby bottles all around the crib like i’m watchin’ a baby
and the arp the size of a kindergartener
i’ll f~ck a n~gga wig up like a beginner barber
but lately i been keepin’ sh~t straight like i been a barber
n~ggas tryna catch up, but i’m gettin’ farther
take the glock to every play, that’s my business partner
i’ll k!ll for a week straight, b~tch, don’t get me started
quit actin’ buff ’cause you got some buffs, b~tch, i’ll steal your cartis
the crib on the northside look like a haunted house
in a tree across from where he stay, i’m tryna hunt him out
furniture ain’t cheap, i ain’t finna f~ck your ass on my couch
went in the closet, got a blow~up mattress just to bust her down
og want me to plain~jane, but i’ma bust it down
this glocky ain’t no plain jane, it shoot a hundred miles
a hundred pounds, sell ’em all for one, bro, that’s a hundred thousand
do that sh~t ten times, bro, that’s another comma
if this sh~t ain’t pop off, that was my other option
and now my only problem is findin’ somethin’ when i’m goin’ shopping (yeah)
[verse 3: bfb da packman]
bfb da packman don’t got a bad song
got a b~tch from philly, saved her number under bad jawn
cash app a band ’cause she ugly without lash on
my son woke up while i’m mixin’ fent’, put your mask on
f~ck child protective services
n~ggas soft as jergens, had a spatula, wouldn’t press a burger
plastic sheet on top of my mattress, she a heavy squirter
bad, dark skin, t~~th white, skin look like a hershey
r.i.p. shawty lo
gettin’ money with my white friends, but don’t call me ghost
f~cked a n~gga bm a week straight ’cause he called me broke
i don’t know her by her real name, we just call her throat
my glock regular, no switch attached
just cut my day~one friend off with his hissin’ ass
been givin’ n~ggas all day for fent’, i wanna switch the bag
but this the only way that gang gang could get richer fast
f~ck the feds, i’ll expose a lot
call the label like, “it’s my check and i want it now”
dirty donuts, diamond in the rough, come get a ‘bow of ‘za
my son asked me can he have a drink, he think we pourin’ pop
back up, son, this trish and sprite
ten likes and i’ma f~ck a n~gga b~tch tonight
tdi just a h~rnball, he’d hit a dyk~
lunchcrew ain’t sh~t to play with, we ain’t fisher~price
n~gga, we gettin’ rich at the bnb
buy that b~tch a chanel bag, stop bein’ cheap
f~ck all these hoes raw, but i ain’t goin’ out like eazy~e
north flint n~gga ’til i die, let rio free
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