Krishu - Paris Freestyle lyrics

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Krishu - Paris Freestyle lyrics

{hook: krishu} I might drop a 33, if i'm feeling frisky I could drop that times 3, cause it isn’t risky Am i talking clips or sets, pussy, what's the difference? Telling as a jit or to the b*tch, either way, it's snitching Love my gang and my lawyer and my mom Shoutout my ahks, on muhammad you’ll get shot He got a wife, but it's just on the net, he think it's tron He won't hear the frrrr if we catch him mowing his lawn, yeah (aye) met her in the summer, she think she slay (aye) she get sent out the way, uh (aye) i love my gang, might think i'm gay (aye) if paris meant to rap on this, then he gon hate, krishu {verse 1: krishu} They been servin, we been juggin, call that flytrappin Said he the best in the city, then i happened I been brought out the racists, they like “hi, aladdin” Blue like genie got your girl knees on the carpet, i just spoiled a white jasmine You snitched, your homie told a b*tch, ooh that's a hard l I guess your team fu*ked your shot up, like you markelle My german b*tch say she stan like she r.l., I got 5 racks out the hoe, ain't met her rl Said he met her on the tl, that's a bad b*tch He bought moschino and the fenty and the savage fu*k you doing? we don’t do that, we ain’t—, huh fu*k you doing, boy, i know that you ain't trappin, boy you.. Got, student loans, how you trickin off? I can’t fu*k no white b*tch, i heard they kiss dogs Told her you ain't gotta fu*k me, you gotta do 6 co*ks Gotta fu*k zaq and 23, that's like 6 balls Aye, you ain't talking money, you speaking klingon I just hear the money counter, need rosetta or sumn I’m just talking sh*t, tell me, is this thing on? You and your homies in the bounty, having sing offs Krish {hook: krishu} I might drop a 33, if i'm feeling frisky I could drop that times 3, cause it isn't risky Am i talking clips or sets, pussy, what's the difference? Telling as a jit or to the b*tch, either way, it's snitching Love my gang and my lawyer and my mom Shoutout my ahks, on muhammad you'll get shot He got a wife, but it's just on the net, he think it's tron He won't hear the frrrr if we catch him mowing his lawn, yeah (aye) met her in the summer, she think she slay (aye) she get sent out the way, uh (aye) i love my gang, might think i'm gay (aye) if paris meant to rap on this, then he gon hate, krishu (hadji, go!) {verse 2: hadji gaviota & krishu} I been eating good, they in my comments calling me gunna-man Not no tiktok, big chop make em wanna dance She thought i was blonde i just cut it and she tryna catch a body, i'm outta bleach, brown skin cost 100 bands Every shorty think she got a man, then she find out just how funny that i am, now her plans out the window I already took one to japan, i won't do that sh*t again, til there's bapestas with my name on the insole So nigo, sign the deal He called my brother carti, so i popped him, it was kill I'm in a good place jamila jameel Windows xp i been in the field (chris, go!) {verse 3: icedoutomnitrix} Get him in the night, won't see the daylight again Baby you not really my type, but i may like your friend All you ni**as love to type, ni**a stop playing pretend He made a first day out after one night in the pen I'm a grown ass man, independent Jugged that ni**a on cashapp, the payment pending Tell me where the cash at or i'll take your pendant He was bouta run his mouth he didn't finish his sentence… Period I'm curious if you gonna use them guns Luxurious, i'm in la just for fun My jewelry is almost brighter than the sun You go blind looking at it My big brother paid a thousand for a line, he a addict And my asian b*tch look like she from mulan, she a baddie Why the fu*k you say we got beef if it's only online? don't just @ me, send the addy, ni**a