Kriss Vec Lyrics

Grr

Grr, boaw

Son of a bitch

Dash money

Too DashMoney

For life forever

Chasing money, fucks some rest

That hoe know I fuck the best

She want me cause I'm up next

Nova tatted on her breast

Somewhere rubbing on my teacher

I ain't never fail my test

I was walking down the bleachers

She was staring at my neck

Told big bro to get out live

If they shoot first you can't contest

Swapped the 24 round

And I switched to Kriss Vec

No you cannot come around if you ain't DM

And that's facts

Know I'm laying pipe down

Try to take my hoe nigga be my guest

I'll shoot his ass a thousand times if I had enough ammunition

Macky Gang, we pull up to your doorstep like Jehovah Witness

Bailey boy gon' keep on grinding till he blow up through the ceiling

I don't want no back and forth

Don't come between me and my bitches

Went big gun cause nigga be bluffing

It's a big opp in this wood that I'm stuffing

I heard you saying I wasn't gonna be nothing

Get off my dick I done ran up a hundred

When they bounced out on your cousin

You hopped out the front seat cussing

Bailey way I get it bussing

Big 10 milli to the head or the stomach

Heard he got hit on the 3rd or something

Unknown hat, went him making assumptions

They probably blew his shit off like a pumpkin

Left his ass stiff, stank, and open like Funyuns

Only got two shots left in this drum clip

Brodie got 12 seconds left on a jail call

Hawking them down make them turn down a one way

Niggas so pussy on god i dont smell y'all

DMœ forever