Krishu – Stop Signs

Krishu – Stop Signs Lyrics

Artist: Krishu
Song: Stop Signs

High as hell, i might sleep at a stoplight
b#tch i’m colorblind, i see green at a stop sign
And that b#tch is frrr, off the beans, wanna c#ck ride
I shoot when i’m frrr, and i’m frrr, i’ma pop mine

And i ain’t gay, but all my homies, they look pretty
And my skinny b#tch want t#tt#es, i’m buying my glizzy 50s
I don’t play, if i f#ck her, want fees, ain’t showing pity
Tell the b#tch up one for city

Real bear, she wanna go grizzly
Bad news, bad news, can’t stop me, b#tch i was born in it
My opp just bought a truck, we gon board that b#tch
Aye, she can’t get enough, but i’m bored, lil b#tch

I could pay the b#tch in coloring books, the b#tch would still wh#re for krish
Touch skai, i’ma bust mine, aye
Touch chris, i’ma quit with these punchlines
Papercuts on my hands at 14, never punched time

And you slap hoes, i got mouthpiece, likе a fullback, i don’t punch mine
I’m still lil krish from that 4 side
I’m still with lil alvin, and that thor iron
I rep that jordan, 23, got that .45

Shе just wanna marry me, she wanna have four sires
I’m a house husband, take that money to the bank, bae, you pouch running
Two brothers, meet the flockers, these b#tches house hunting
Like hgtv, we do-do-do, now his house jumping

Mary was a virgin but she had a baby on god, i can’t trust no wh#re
Ran outta wock, i’ma put ihop in the 4
My best friend, what’s in this backpack, like i’m dora
Brown boy, i can’t take it through customs, i’ll get explored

Whole gang came through, strapped up, like some gimps
That b#tch went through more lines, than diary of a wimp
Rip to chad, i been living like i’m pimp
I just told a bad b#tch keep her clothes on

I just ran up on your bro, we made him strip
Yup, and we taking jewels, violating him
I was racked up, even when i made invader zim
They like krish this, krish that, stop with the hating

You never hung out no jeep, with no k-clip
You never got no 8 racks out no hoe, cause she wanna play, b#tch
You never made more in a weekend than them white boys who racist
Krish

High as hell, i might sleep at a stoplight
Colorblind, i see green at a stop sign
And that b#tch is frrr, off the beans, wanna c#ck ride
I shoot when i’m frrr, and i’m frrr, i’ma pop mine

And i ain’t gay, but all my homies, they look pretty
And my skinny b#tch want t#tt#es, i’m buying my glizzy 50s
I don’t play, if i f#ck her, want fees, ain’t showing pity
Tell the b#tch up one for city

Real bear, she wanna go grizzly
And he said i can’t be gangsta, b#tch i’m too nice
But nice done got a couple people han solo’d, put on ice
Can’t be no knight, my white b#tch she gon double back with the strap, she can’t take a flight

We put bullets by your lice, he broke, can’t fix it with rice
He speaking on my name, we gon put him on a shirt, put him on a chain
I’m in his dm offering free mulsanne, b#tch i’m setup gang
Put a fye to his head and bro gon go off, just like propane

It’s a target on his chest, we catch him with lois lane
That boy a simp, but i’m still clutching on this stick, cause even rats kill
I don’t f#ck with needy people or fiends, all i take is advil
So much as give that b#tch a ride, she gon get a cab bill

b#tch stop touching my arm, this sh#t is cashmere
Krish
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Release Year: 2021