[Part 1: The Prayer]
Produced by Skaiwater
[Intro]
Krishu and Skaiwater talking on Instagram Live
You know who, on the beat, Krishu bear, he gon eat
Waterbear, this 23, whole gang with me
Skaiwater
23, gang gon eat regardless, man
I'm with my brother, man
[Verse 1]
City still dub, ain't no love, yeah they gon hate how
I put VVs on the chain, they gon tell me that I changed routes
Went and put opp in the wood, it gon break down
I told my opp that he should, he gon get layed out (brrrr!)
I gotta go, I dick the hoe, then I get picked up
We in the Uber truck, with glicks tucked
I'm with Water like a Piplup
Trunksxo on the beat, so I know this get some pickup
Play with him, I let that choppa touch your boy, like a Bishop
[Hook]
And they like "Brr? Who is this?", they like "Brr? Who is this?"
I heard they asking "Who is Krish?", Brown boy, making hits
You know that it's Water on the beat, so I couldn't fucking miss
And I told my doggy if he squeak, he gon go, I'm Michael Vick
And they like "Brr? Who is this?", they like "Brr? Who is this?"
I heard they asking "Who is Krish?", Brown boy, making hits
You know that it's Water on the beat, so I couldn't fucking miss
And I told my doggy if he squeak, he gon go, I'm Michael Vick (goodnight!)
[Verse 2]
Y'all ain't finna fucking mute me, better shoot me
Ask an R&B singer, I heard one of them'll do it
It's on the net, it ain't real
Bitch i'm in a liberal state, smoke Seattle gas, let me tell you how it feel
They pay me teal, just to get on mic and squeal
I'm a wizard, they want mo, I'm Brad Beal
B-A-Y-P shit, I'll get money out of fucking Ann Veal
I got rich off product like i'm Pete, R-X the Advil
I said it's Water on the beat, so ain't no choice, they gotta love it
Po at the door, bro got a pole, i'm like "Do you got an oven?"
Bro hit a scam, off fake cards, like McLovin
They think i'm mad I took a backseat to Skai, bitch, I love it
Stupid
[Hook]
And they like "Brr? Who is this?", they like "Brr? Who is this?"
I heard they asking "Who is Krish?", Brown boy, making hits
You know that it's Water on the beat, so I couldn't fucking miss
And I told my doggy if he squeak, he gon go, I'm Michael Vick
And they like "Brr? Who is this?", they like "Brr? Who is this?"
I heard they asking "Who is Krish?", Brown boy, making hits
You know that it's Water on the beat, so I couldn't fucking miss
And I told my doggy if he squeak, he gon go, I'm Michael Vick (goodnight!)
[Part 2: The Warning]
Produced by OJ Finessey
[Intro]
Abir, did you like Krish?
And I got the OJ pack, it's hittin, bruh
A little bit...
[Hook]
You, tryna pull slick shit, we gon meet one day
If I hit the hoe, then the hoe wanna date
We smoke on flower, I don't go on dates
It's a fault in our stars, dirty money bought the Wraith
This counter beep a lot, cause I got a lot of Ks
We done got it off Cash, it dance, 10kk
Take trips with the pack, fuck St. Tropez
Heard he 12, hope he meet God today
C-corny lil bitch, man, i'll fuck her for the pay
I'll never, ever, tell a bitch "please stay!"
Moneybag, moneybag, you ain't never see my safe
Run it back, run it back, put jukes on the Jakes
Exotic lil bitch, say "S'il Vous Plait"
Fuck exotic, it's opp in my J
If bro get the drop, then they let off the shots to the face
Pop, pop, OJ he Murda Gang
[Verse]
Bougie lil bitch, don't know what i'm saying, I told that lil bitch "come suck on my dick I don't care"
Hellcat got shells like a Turtle, it's built like a Hare
You saying i'm pussy, come do something, I double dare
You in LA, i'm in LA, i'll pay for the Uber it's not a big place and you know it
You NRA? Then come through bussin, and blow it
Stick to singing, you pussy, you know that you show it
We put the sticks out the side of the truck, like we rowing
Even lil Peter not pussy, he coding at Rowan
You in a pickle, you stuck and you fucked up, you know it
Your mans MIA like Boeing
Every fucking single person with me, wit it
Ain't talking bout straps, i'm talking about Heart
My first whip is push to start
I love the Bay from SV to the BART
She want some money, put ass in a arch
Ain't gonna work, you ain't gettin real far
I don't take percs, that's tar
Whole team Real, like Ødegaard
Couple thou on the fit, just to go and take a pic
Wear it once, then it's dirty I might take it to the gym
I'm playing, fat boy, I don't go to the gym
Turn his friend to a ghost; OddParents, Tim
Turn his friend to a Ghost, just like he Tommy
Balenci Track, but I still got some Tommy
Upgrade the TrackHawk, it got a new body
Trappin in college, like Vintage Cosby
She do drugs, like she with Cosby
White boy got the stick, like he Sidney Crosby
Bitch from the islands, so Skai get her first-
[Hook]
You, tryna pull slick shit, we gon meet one day
If I hit the hoe, then the hoe wanna date
We smoke on flower, I don't go on dates
It's a fault in our stars, dirty money bought the Wraith
This counter beep a lot, cause I got a lot of Ks
We done got it off Cash, it dance, 10kk
Take trips with the pack, fuck St. Tropez
Heard he 12, hope he meet God today
C-corny lil bitch, man, i'll fuck her for the pay
I'll never, ever, tell a bitch "please stay!"
Moneybag, moneybag, you ain't never see my safe
Run it back, run it back, put jukes on the Jakes
Exotic lil bitch, say "S'il Vous Plait"
Fuck exotic, it's opp in my J
If bro get the drop, then they let off the shots to the face
Pop, pop, OJ he Murda Gang
