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lirik lagu maf teeski - kriss vecc

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[intro]
(this sh~t gon’ be crazy, jacc)

[chorus: maf teeski]
keep on dumpin’ and dumpin’, rapid fire, it’s a switch up on this b~tch
i’m comin’ vs1, yeah, my sh~t bust, don’t need no camera tricks
spinnin’ in a hot car with some savages who’ll take your sh~t (hot car, hot car)
rookie~ass lil’ boy thought it was clean, sike, i served him hit (ha)
remember i was f~cked up, down bad, well, n~gga, now i’m rich
might walk into the louis store and drop a cool ten on a fit (b~tch, i’m fly)
she turned to me like, “teeski, you got your gun?” why you askin’ stupid sh~t?
yeah, we pull on his sh~t, put up forty or better with my brand~new kriss vec’

[verse: 1 maf teeski]
d1 crash out, i’m tryna wreck
i went to johnny dang, aimed for his top, but i hit him in his chest
he coughin’ blood up, he mad as h~ll, i hit him in his neck
no man above us, make sure you pray and god gon’ do the rеst
i got money, i got clothes, i got hoes, thеy all on d~ck (they all on d~ck)
i got lean, i got weed, i got an eater who named lex
take his kit without no gun, this ain’t checkers, b~tch, this chess (i need that)
grab my mask and load my gun, jump in my strike, you know the rest (murder)

[chorus: maf teeski & bak jay]
keep on dumpin’ and dumpin’, rapid fire, it’s a switch up on this b~tch
i’m comin’ vs1, yeah, my sh~t bust, don’t need no camera tricks
spinnin’ in a hot car with some savages who’ll take your sh~t (hot car, hot car)
rookie~ass lil’ boy thought it was clean, sike, i served him hit (ha)
remember i was f~cked up, down bad, well, n~gga, now i’m rich
might walk into the louis store and drop a cool ten on a fit (b~tch, i’m fly)
she turned to me like, “teeski you got your gun?” why you askin’ stupid sh~t?
yeah, we pull on his sh~t, put up forty or better with my brand~new kriss vec’ (woo)
[verse 2: bak jay]
brand~new kriss vec’, probably slimed for it
i could pull up with dog sh~t like tom ford (dog sh~t)
so rich, but still gon’ up the score
i’m the type hop out, swingin’ a double door (hop out)
you go for sh~t i would never, smokin’ on shh, got me gone
ayy, they know this three sh~t forever, my twin in the right, he could never be wrong
got a ho in l.a. tryna get her sh~t boned
i be ridin’ with switches, so i’m never alone
brother locked in that cell, put racks on his books
steady lookin’ for plays, told ’em let me cook
yeah, let me cook, they see us, we leave sh~t shook (woo)
uh, let me cook, they see us, we leave sh~t shook

[chorus: maf teeski]
keep on dumpin’ and dumpin’, rapid fire, it’s a switch up on this b~tch
i’m comin’ vs1, yeah, my sh~t bust, don’t need no camera tricks
spinnin’ in a hot car with some savages who’ll take your sh~t (hot car, hot car)
rookie~ass lil’ boy thought it was clean, sike, i served him hit (ha)
remember i was f~cked up, down bad, well, n~gga, now i’m rich
might walk into the louis store and drop a cool ten on a fit (b~tch, i’m fly)
she turned to me like, “teeski, you got your gun?” why you askin’ stupid sh~t?
yeah, we pull on his sh~t, put up forty or better with my brand~new kriss


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