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Jay Critch

"KD Freestyle"

[Intro]
Ayy
Ayy
It's still Hood Fav' season you stupid n*ggas (Stupid n*ggas)
Talk Money Gang (Talk Money Gang)
Thirty, ayy, ayy, ayy (Hey)

[Chorus]
I woke up early this mornin' then jumped in my bag, on my way to go run this sh*t up (On my way to go run the sh*t up)
Bad b*tch, she got a whole lot of junk in the trunk but my whip got the trunk in the front (Trunk in the front)
It feel like I was just still on the 'Gram servin' my n*ggas like, "What do you want?" (Juug)
Give you a KD, just give me a dub (Juug)
They call me KD, been ballin' since dubs (Juug)
n*ggas gon' talk, so we soon start bussin' (Start bussin')
He's no harm, he ain't gon' do nothin' (Gon' do nothin')
Firearms, we gon' knock down somethin' (Bow bow)
Ring the alarm, new check is comin' (Is comin')
Now that I'm on, these hoes keep comin'
Stay with my day ones and the whole clique stuntin' (Whole clique stuntin')
These n*ggas hatin' but I am not mad at you (Mad at you)
I really don't want to have to embarass you (Embarass you)

[Verse]
I'm at the top and I don't need a parachute (Parachute)
Better grind, better change up your attitude (Attitude)
I get high and I'm changin' the latitude (The latitude)
Better hide when my n*ggas come after you (Hey)
And you ain't really winnin' if your team losin'
n*ggas really ain't really makin' no play (No play)
Soon as the money come in get the green, move in now I gotta put that in the safe
Steppin' in in Dior, she adore me ('Dore me)
f*ck these broke b*tches, they can't afford me (Afford me)
He ain't ballin', man, he tellin' stories (Stories)
From the top of the key, Robert Horry (Flash)
The VV's on me makin' her horny (Flash)
But she ain't got a bag, that mean I'm dumpin' her fast (Dumpin' her fast)
I can't get caught up f*ckin' around with no Strags, why would I ever do that? (Why would I ever do that?)
She just a regular eater, you n*ggas fallin' in love with her (You n*ggas fallin' in love with her)
I got a bad habit, I been sippin' two liters ever since I got my hunnids up (Ever since I got my hunnids up)
Whippin' a big body, I don't want no two-seater
Bentley Bentayga, no Hummer truck (No Hummer truck)
Soon as I cash out, gotta run up the meter
Get it, I make it then double up (Hey)
I can make a bag do flips, do summersaults
Makin' it backflip, call, we up in Saks Fifth
Same n*ggas that be talkin' sh*t under my captions be the type to get catfished
Lame n*ggas always talkin' but they never active
They is not about action
Gang n*gga, all of my n*ggas bosses and captains
Shooters ho, you n*ggas captives (Bow)
You n*ggas b*tchin' 'bout a couple racks ('Bout a couple racks)
My n*ggas shoot the mission like the trap (Shoot the mission like the trap)
She know that all my n*ggas on the map (All my n*ggas on the map)
None of the checks comin' back to back (None of the checks comin' back to back)
Pockets was ragged, had to make a stack
Foot on they neck, ain't no goin' back (Goin' back)
She give me neck while I'm leanin' back (Leanin' back)
I cannot stress, used to stealin' packs (Juug)
Can't eat with us 'cause you greedy, n*gga (Greedy, n*gga)
I'm with the gang, we don't need these n*ggas (Need these n*ggas)
I'm screamin', "R.I.P Feezy", n*gga (R.I.P Feezy, n*gga)
I'm makin' this sh*t look easy, n*gga (Makin' this sh*t look easy, n*gga)
R.I.P Block b*tch
n*ggas just hate, they can't stop sh*t
They know that we got the block lit
Gang on top b*tch, gotta flex up, gotta pop sh*t (Pop sh*t)
They know we move with the chopsticks (Hey)

[Chorus]
I woke up early this mornin' then jumped in my bag, on my way to go run this sh*t up (On my way to go run the sh*t up)
Bad b*tch, she got a whole lot of junk in the trunk but my whip got the trunk in the front (Trunk in the front)
It feel like I was just still on the 'Gram servin' my n*ggas like, "What do you want?" (What do you want?)
Give you a KD, just give me a dub (Juug)
They call me KD, been ballin' since dubs (Juug)
n*ggas gon' talk, so we soon start bussin' (Start bussin')
He's no harm, he ain't gon' do nothin' (He no harm)
Firearms, we gon' knock down somethin' (Firearms)
Ring the alarm, new check is comin' (Ring the alarm)
Now that I'm on, these hoes keep comin'
Stay with my day ones and the whole clique stuntin' (Whole clique stuntin')
These n*ggas hatin' but I am not mad at you (Mad at you)
I really don't want to have to embarass you (Embarass you)

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