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Kiddish Klub - Jokez

Mad Religious OUT NOW on all platforms: https://album.link/s/2H07sI5x7NmXqX7K... Lyrics: Wollmoney and ChefBoyAdi Prod. by: Hadar Ziv Mix/Master: Beau Vallis Follow Kiddish on Instagram:   / itskiddish   Lyrics: I wanna hit it again I ain’t tryna be your friend no more I know you want it all the way in Til the end Got you shiftin’ On top of my shit I’m move swift but this dick is no joke Y’all know I stay quick never miss em like woah The ones that boo you off just a bunch of fuckin’ ghosts Y’all don’t even know em Imma do the same shit Til’ it crisp like soda Ballsy switchin lanes In the ‘Rolla Y’all not doin shit Better roll up Tropic fill his Laffa With some coleslaw Claimin’ that I does But I don’t know ya Imma fuck it up And keep it jokes Yo cut the rhymes Bouta pass the baton My name Mattan I’m blowing up Like a nuclear bomb And granted you looking fine Wearing that Louis Vuitton More than a dime With a peculiar mind (Look) I don’t want the drama going That come with you But damn I gotta getchu Girl personality Blow me away like Tissue In the face Don’t Miss you Bitch I crave your Energy I’m Infected girl and you The remedy So obsessive You confused And lettin’ me take the lead Woah I got watchu need Dub me like a DM Over played it like a stream Flow Messy but it’s clean So Catastrophic Blowing up the scene Rockets filled with gasoline Make me the criminal Wittit You checked her out? I didn’t Know deep inside that I did it But show no sign of regretting it And I don’t buy it I’m renting it Half and half The Percentages Damn the system be generous Got me sharin’ my profit Losses are piling And damages stacking up I’m not gettin it Kick the bucket I’m failing Is not word in my dictionary Half buried Bitch I climbed out the end of it Lead the pack The competition be peasants And we the kings it’s Lemon wedges Ya momma Be on her knees In her wedding dress I’m off topic shit Matter of fact Caught you sobbin’ And evidently Reacted since talking to you I solved all my problems It’s time to leave Staten Island breeze Will never been tropic That bitch done stood me up just like a muthafuckin scarecrow Got me lookin stupid in this muthafuckin dance floor Ion fuckin dance I’ll be sittin’ Instead I stay washin’ on my hands before I get this bread Even if Adidas paid me Still gettin them checks I’m alway wingin’ it cuz I ain’t really got no sched’ I be chillin with my day ones I ain’t got no friends Some kids so got damn sketch Like did you just hop my fence? Y’all twisted gimme the wrench Y'all cold like Stockholm swed I got that hot home sweat I’ll Cop that fly home jet I got that Zion flex I know cuz ion guess Me stein and chef up next We puttin’ y’all on quest like I been the rebel uzerber Ride the beat like surfer Predator Call my bitch To come with me in a merger Seminar Teach the kids To speak the language of curse words Got licensed see me hop in to the whip and I Skirt skirt And crash that Hotter than a summer in Baghdad And past that I’m more satisfying than back cracks Slicker than the oil pouring out of the back back Of the Cadillac The cataract a catalyst That's moving Markets crashin’ and fast fast Permanently like the color ink of back tat Did you wake up Corona just the pimple media be the make up The money let’s you eat It’s up to homie to shape up But will he Normally the greens Hit The taste buds Succumbin’ to the greed Is just as easy as Lay ups So basically the homie That’s been backin’ the day one’s Will suddenly change up And only make funds That shit wack Bitch Soon as you say some And I don’t wanna hear it Busy makin’ singles Got the samples that need clearing Examples for the lyrics Big decisions In front now I’m rollin up with Spirits homie Just for slow burn Just for that throat burn Just for that gold urn We sleepin’ in Your turn Is coming You ain’t even need to make assumptions Competitively We dominate From shutting down the function We blowing like a eruptions And tend to cause corruption When y’all are second guessing Raise the heat up like a oven Crumbling never discussin’ The strategy with any one of you munchkins Mar Z Leading the pack of the dogs Bumpin’ dumb shit And salty Like peanut butter with cornbread Girl come by Brought some food gave me bomb head And dipped Like fondue When she lick my fondue She drip Like gas leak Rode the dick like Carpool When I trip I fall too Generally Fire Cuz my riffs like monsoons My pips Gone drop soon Take my profit Reinvest my loss too And check my options My executive call moves To protect my partners Got me Pickin’ at your brain like I’m Benjamin Carson Stein hit ‘em with the chops That done got it all started From beginning to the end See me flowin’ like water bitch