Krippy Kush (feat. 21 Savage & Rvssian) - Remix

Hola, me llamo Onika

Wrist frío, pelo rosa

Culo gordo (el Rvssian)

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

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

Lo' gangsters 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' gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush (jajaja, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Make some room, hoe, keep 100 feet away

50 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, though

Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs, though

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-es now

Still stick me for my flow like syringes now

Still kicking closed doors off the hinges now

Shotgun in them '88 Benz's now

With my plug, I call him Poncho, but I think he wants some cho-cha

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 (woo)

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

También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush (jajaja, yeah, yeah, yeah)

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' (Wiz Kha')

Las gatas quieren Kush, no quieren Friska

Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca (Farru)

Dos 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 (ooh)

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

También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush

Call baby girl up, it's time to smoke something (21)

I know you heard, I'm Slaughter Gang, I smoke something (yeah)

Off the head, yeah, I ain't never wrote nothing (facts)

Pretty face, ass fat, I'm tryna poke something (yah, yah)

Yeah, back it up, baby, let me see you twerk (21)

Yeah, spilling codeine on my Gucci shirt (on my shirt)

Yeah, whole lotta racks and the krispy (the krispy)

And she throw that ass back like a frisbee (on God)

Uh-huh, I'm smoking krippy kush (krippy kush)

Fill the Backwoods up with a whole bush (a whole bush)

I might pass her to the team 'cause she old news (she old news)

Tryna make a hundred M's using Pro Tools (bags)

In a Maybach and I'm laid back (21)

Put a bullet hole (yeah), in ya' wave cap (on God)

You better pay me now (now), I don't cut slack (nah)

All these VVS's (21), make you upset (21, 21, 21)

Mmm, pero ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

Lo' gangsters 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' gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy

To'a las putas quieren kush