Farruko, Nicki Minaj, Travis Scott - Krippy Kush (Remix) ft. Bad Bunny, Rvssian (Official lyrics)

...
Hola
Me llamo Onika
Wrist FRIO
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' 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) (¡Yeh! ¡yeh! ¡yeh!)
Make some room, ho, 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 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 penses 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 Poncho 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 a 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!)
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 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, spillin' 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 the whole bush (the 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
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)
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...
(end)

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