Topfivee Tavarez - Kr3am Lyrics

Ughh shoutout my nigga ty goods
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My nigga joker
We in here
Shoutout chi
Ayy
Fear none but god nigga we both men you bleed too
Skirting off in that all black you dont see me but i see you
8 9 10 bullet holes have this nigga fit looking see through
Had a dream that i went to hell boy it was missing one thing thats you
Yeah man im on a different level
In a private plane on a different schedule
Yall niggas still in the dirt boy
Ima do the favor get the f*cking shovel
Start digging dig em up
Like my game fell i had to pick it up
Got new flows had to switch it up
Left my old girl she was bitching bruh
Copped 30 grams got the flipping yuh
Naked bitches whippin in the kitchen yuh
Baking soda man that shit is everywhere
On the floors walls ceiling and the air
In the back rooms where we keep the toys that'll make your biggest nigga disappear
Pray the feds never run down damn they gon hit a nigga with like 50 years
All my niggas they be buggin out
Slide up to your mother house spin it leaving like a slaughterhouse
Yall wanted beef well you got it now
Tell me what you bout to do with that
Took the only thing that you had nigga
Spoiler alert you can't get it back now I understand why you mad nigga
I just sit back burn Ls relax let the high take over
Spin the block connect the dots a bunch of holes everywhere
Make over
Take his bitch hit vegas no worrys everything payed for
Left his ass empty no soy sauce nothing thats paid in full
Dominican lawyer in my corner working overtime to get the case closed
Ima stick to rap let him stick to that we gon keep stacking these pesos
Hella bitches in my crib willing to do whatever i say so
Ima break a pound let em roll it up
Said they wanna go to space yo
Pills they just popped them
Bottles we just copped them
Pussy started popping
Beat it up with no armor
I aint planning on stopping
Damn thats gon be a problem
F*ck it ima have to solve it
Plan b in the morning
Dick make her retarded
When i shit my dick hit the toilet
Cock it back blow no revolver
New whip no keys push to start it
For that i had to work harder than fathers that protect they daughters
My queen gotta keep her gorgeous and flawless can't nobody call us record us
Killing shit report us immortal
In this shit forever no portals to get out whenever
Bad weather gotta stack this cheddar
Together thats how you get set up
On my doly my pockets checkers fully loaded no doctors check us
We sick nothing can fix us
Can't f*ck with shit thats suspicious
Keep away from the opposition
Stay switching like sex positions
Im balling from first to pitching
From school straight to the kitchen
I had to shut up and listen
I had to learn how to mix it and bag it
Made it a habbit
Surrounded by automatics and ratchets that leave you mannequin froze
You make a move i let go
Thats curry straight to your dome
You can't leave 30 alone
Nahh thats wide open
Aim for the head try to bust it wide open
Leave a nigga dead body leaking till the morning
Morning come im in the studio recording
No procrastination get it done no holding
Always with the shits you know me no folding
Nemo in this bitch with no boat
So instead of trynna find me I suggest don't
Nigga ceelo 456 when i roll
Dont see no .5 shits when i roll
Bouta 3 grams my backwood look like toes
Leave his body in the freezer for a week chop em up and call it cold cuts
Got my niggas looking like a f*cking army always strapped up with the low cuts
Got one goal thats to go up always been cute f*ck a glow up
Bitches see us now they wanna pour up but back then they aint know us
Nigga f*ck friends there aint no trust
Yeahh i did it all alone
I got my family hold your own
Im in the game i got control
I think there's something you should know
I aint ever letting go