Giggs – Krash Lyrics

Giggs – Krash Lyrics
Krash
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    "Krash." - Giggs

    Album: Now or Never
    Track No: 12
    (Fuck 'em up, Krash)
    Yeah yeah
    Ahh yeah yeah
    Ahh cash, wallet, cash, wallet, cash
    Krash, wallop, bang, wallop, Krash
    Yeah yeah
    Ahh yeah yeah
    Ahh (Hey, hey)
    (Distro don't say nada, don't say, don't say nada)
    (Bro, bro)
    (Nuff pengtings give me hat)
    (Dead tings giving me drama)
    Watch out
    TEC with the laser
    Testing
    Just tested the flavor
    On my bestest
    Bestest behavior
    That's my cut
    Now guess the remainder
    Just get with the programme
    It's gangster
    But she requested a slow jam
    And Hollow, I'm my own man
    Like Gollum in the programme
    Monster
    Abominable snowman
    Back and I'm trendy
    Like Casper the friendly ghost
    I'm actually friendly
    It's off with the Fendi coat
    And back shotting wendy
    She knows how to work it
    She backs it all bendy
    It's broken, don't try fix it
    That's right, this rap's autistic
    Fuck social distance, I'm a social misfit
    Fuck your numbers, I know statistics
    Richie Rich, Macaulay Culkin
    That pussy wet, then call me dolphin
    Compared to Giggs, it's so insulting
    I said it's wack, he starting sulking
    So hard to please her
    She said she loves me, I don't believe her
    My heart turned cold, I spark the freezer
    That heartless geezer, just ask Teresa
    Got Hollow on his rap form
    Be fucking up the whole billboard
    If man was on the platform
    Sat with my accountant pissed
    Just filling in a tax form
    Pussy from Aquarius
    Beating up a Capricorn
    Wrist tilapia
    Yeah, we get happier
    Gangster, Three 6 Mafia
    We get it cracking
    Ha ha, MAC starts cracking up
    His head's twisted
    But man's head's nappier
    Fuck 'em up, Krash
    Swinging that whip
    Counting that cash
    Everything's grade Cali
    Nothing ain't ash
    Everthing's out
    Nothing ain't stashed
    Fuck me? Well, fuck you too
    Don't trust me? I don't trust you
    I grab my bird, then grab some food
    Man's that rude, and that dude
    Yeah yeah
    Ahh yeah yeah
    Ahh cash, wallet, cash, wallet, cash
    Krash, wallop, bang, wallop, Krash
    (Distro don't say nada, don't say, don't say nada)
    (Bro, bro)
    (Nuff pengtings give me hat)
    (Dead tings giving me drama)
    Cash, wallet, cash, wallet, cash
    Krash, wallop, bang, wallop, Krash

    Writer(s): Giggs & Kelvin J N Magnusen.

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