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lirik lagu krispylife kidd & rmc mike - drunk fighting

[intro: krispylife kidd]
(ooh, sh~t, that’s a danny g beat)
mike just poured two
mike just popped three percs, he off a perc~90
(premo beats on the track)
mike just popped blue, alright, okay
woo, alright (it’s with a k, dumbass)
mike just, okay, okay, okay, okay
krispylife, n~gga (iced up records)

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
mike just popped three blue pills, he off a perc~90
oh, you say you f~cked mike? b~tch, i’m finna fight you
d~mn, yeah, i thought i really liked you
but that’s okay, though, i’ma one~night you

[verse 2: rmc mike]
made her drink a fifth of patrón, she my drunk idol
had her meet me in the bedroom, we was drunk fightin’
i’m finna blow this n~gga car up, i know fun science
i’ll still beat a n~gga ass, but i’m a gun buyer
plr with the nuts on it, that’s that onе rifle
stick my finger in your assh0l~, this thе fun michael
swear to god that n~gga gon’ die quick if he touch michael
f~ck around and get your family k!lled just to enlight you
[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
shooter made espn, this that one rifle
i’m only keepin’ you around ’cause my son like you
7.62s, 5— ah, f~ck
7.62s, 5.56, read the gun title

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
all k!llers on my team, ain’t no punks by me
guarantee you gon’ leave the scene if you touch michael
it’s a knife on the front, this that one rifle
bring the baby drac’ below my waist, then bump fire
if you see a b~tch fl!ck me off in public, then we f~cked probably
we ain’t never bought no cookie, we runtz buyers
ridin’ ’round lookin’ for them n~ggas with a hunting rifle
bust a ten milli’ in the car, sound like thunder strikin’

[verse 5: krispylife kidd]
d~mn, where the f~ck my bags? we gotta jump the pilot
them n~ggas over there sweet, just a bunch of icing
i feel good about my hands, i’ll fight mike tyson
i ain’t your typical lightskin, i am not osiris

[verse 6: clean up man]
if you see me with a trenchcoat, i got a pump probably
if you see me with a thick b~tch, i done f~cked probably
n~gga, if you ain’t got no money, you can’t come by me
step on the brick like the task force, i’m rodney
[verse 7: rmc mike]
i can’t be stopped, ghetto boyz times iur
popped three thirties, drunk a four, and couldn’t find my car
i’m sick your haircut f~cked up but your lineup hard
hard work to get me where i’m at, i’m a rising star
bro said the e’s work— ah
bro said the e’s don’t work no more, he tryna find a bar
shot my name in a n~gga back, that’s the finest art
if you wanna know if a b~tch still love you, spend some time apart

[verse 8: clean up man]
f~ck, i k!lled a rap n~gga, he died a star
b~tch, jump on a rap n~gga d~ck, come ride a star
kidd, where the f~ck vezz at? i’m tryna sign to iur
i’m jody, my b~tch woke up and couldn’t find her car

[outro]
(ooh, sh~t, that’s a danny g beat)
(premo beats on the track)

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