Crispy lyrics

by

Brennan Jones


[Intro]
Yeah (Toom on the beat, fool)

[Verse]
f*ckin' this b*tch, ándale, ándale, ándale, go
Ha, meet me at the spot after the show
I come with the pot, I come with the stove
b*tch, you ain't gotta tell me all that sh*t, I know
I got this big-ass Draco tucked up in my coat
They all on my di*k, so I switch up my flow
Two freak hoes tryna give me a show
Two freaky b*tches tryna earn their spot, but they drive me crazy, I'm gon' stack up my guap
Bands talk to me, talk to me a lot
You ain't got no guap, boy, move out the spot
Lil' bro got shot, shout out my pops
b*tch, I'm the best shopper, I know what to cop
Go 'head, send that truck, my boys gonna flock
These b*tches say thе same things
These b*tchеs ho wanna say sh*t
I can't do this, ho, I'm 'bout to quit
Man, f*ck that boy, scratch him off the list
Diamonds in my teeth, I talk with a lisp
And lil' cozy date, take that b*tch Ruth Chris
And my fit so cold, I look too crispy
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