Kia Shine
Krispy
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Lyrics for Krispy
HookI’m so krispy (8x)
My jeans 900, shoes eight fifty
I’m so krispy (2x)
My ice game make you haters wanna get me
I’m so krispy (2x)
I shine so had that you boys can’t miss me
I’m so krispy (2x)
When it come to being fly you can’t fuck wit me
Verse 1
Dreds hangin on
Down in Memphis on my grizley
Gone for a second now I’m back
Did you miss me
You could find me in the club
But my name aint fifty
Folk Kin Shine
Look its not a game
Being broke, kin folk,
Now I pop chrissy
You would do the same thang
If you knew my history
Haters see my campaign
Now they wanna get me
The same dude they called dusted
In VIP krispy
Oh my ice game right man
It got ya wife choosy
Kin Folk Jones look
My life is a movie
And you would say the same thang
Probably if you knew me
I’m bout to hit the dance floor
My song on, excuse me
Hook
Verse 2
Brown Louie loafers
Wit the Louie belt buckle
Since I signed at Universal
They go have to ship me double
Respect my fresh
It come to clothes Im the man
Shawty Im the reason
Why you wearing stunner frames
Respect my grind shit
I be everywhere
Im through buyin BAPE’s
Cuz I got err pair
I aint a travel rapper
Still a G from the hood
That Great China Wall
I spent a G on the hood
I got the Europe denims
That come in a bucket
I don’t care nigga, fuck it
You niggaz hatin if you im not fly
Im extra krispy like a two piece
Outta popeyes
Hook
Verse 3
My Hairline krispy
Like I stepped out the chair
That kush got me feeling like
I stepped out the air
A chief about his own
Money long as my hair
Aye watch ya step Jones
These nine hundred a pair
(Damn Kin Folk, man ya shoes super hot)
I call em traffic jam
People see em and they stop
Check ya dictionary
Im the fly definition
My songs so good
They in high-definition
Took twenty stacks
Got a trial for play & Skillz
And I aint mad at em
Cuz Universal paid the bills
Sylvia cut the check
Now its time for me to rock out
And my release gon be bigger
Than the day they let Pac out
Hook
Verse 4
I stay outta town
But Im so true to Memphis
Ed Hardy top with the New True Religions
Chain on my wallet and my shoes is ridiculous
Whoever did ya wardrobe
You dudes look ridiculous
Polo playa the Evisu addict
The cost don’t make it
If ya boy aint got it
Tennis shoe fanatic
Im the traffic jam rocker
Closet full of shoes
You cant find at foot locker
And you talk about where I live
Cuz you know I dress fly
Flats in my crib
Like I stay in Best Buy
I can flip style like I flip hot cars
Look how I flip from prep to rapper to rock star
Hook
Give Up
It ya Kin Folk Kia Shine
It’s “07” it time
Step ya fresh up and catch up baby
Make em respect ya fresh
Get krispy
