Krippy Kush (feat. Travis Scott & Rvssian) - Travis Scott Remix

Hola

Me llamo Onika

Wrist FRIO

Pelo rosa

Culo gordo

(Ay Rvssian)

Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush... (Jajaja, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Make some room hoe, keep a hundred feet away

Fifty trucks when I pull up we a fleet away

You ain't on my throne, ain't even a seat away

But thanks to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way

I got the krippy, I ain't talking 'bout the gangs tho'

Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs tho'

Now I got 'em rocking inches now

But I'll leave these bitches hanging like lynches now

Word play got 'em stepping up they pens's now

Still stick me for my flow like syringes, now

Still kicking closed doors off the hinges now

Shotgun and them '88 Benzes, now

With my plug, I call him Pancho

But I think he wants that chocha

Put this pussy in his boca

Make my niggas take his coca

Now I'm balling like I'm Sosa

In that Lamborghini rosa

Yelling viva Puerto Rico

All my bitches es hermosa

Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush... (Jajaja) (¡Yeh! ¡yeh! ¡yeh!)

Suavemente, frio chill-ay (Yeah)

Gotta keep it caliente, the presidente

Bend it backwards, pop a wheelie, like we in Phill-ay (It's lit)

In the town I got the mill-ays, you know the drill-ay (Alright)

Yeah, butterfly the doors

Throw a ivy queen in it then I skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt

You get the picture, but I'm still not with the pictures

Still hate the liquor, drank on my liver

Still got the basement, jumping like I'm Tigger (Straight up)

Pour 'til it's muddy, blow 'til it's muggy (Yeah)

But the gang goin' dummy, thumbing through hundreds (With the gang)

Keep it stick like it's gummy, rap like a mummy

Break the bread 'til it's crummy, eat 'til I'm chubby (Yeah)

Yeah, me amor the tings, me amor the green (Alright)

Yeah, blowing up the clouds, and hear the angels sing (Sing)

Yeah, fresh steal off the lot, slide on your block and pop the top

And then we skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt

Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush...

Aquí pasamos moñas por el TSA

Las putas se montan fácil como en GTA

200 cajas 'e paper que pedí en eBay

En PR ya es legal, yo firmé la ley

Fumando como Snoop Dogg y Wiz Kha

Las gatas quieren Kush, no quieren Friska

Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca (Farru')

2 phillies, se queda bizca

Las libras yo las compro y llegan por FedEx

Priority el paquete, next day vía express

Del celular traqueo con el GPS

Y el shipping se lo cobramo' al bobo de tu ex

Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que fuma es regular

Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los puestos legal

Que le baja a la movie, que pa' acá no venga a frontear

Que somos millonarios, y acabo 'e comprar par de acres pa' sembrar

Pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush...