Krippy Kush

[Chorus: Conor Maynard]
Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To'a las babys quieren kush (Yah, yah, yah)

[Verse 1: Anth]
Girl I'm on the rise
Ain't no one surprised (No)
I know what you came for
Ain't no need to lie (Nah)
Money looking right
That's the shit I like
I just bought a crib
Didn't have to check the price
Tell your promoter that sorry if I show up late
I've been too busy cutting records up in Forest Gate (Yeah)
Another remix homie that's another 20k (Woo)
And now my parents never gotta work another day (Yah, yah, yah)

[Verse 2: Conor Maynard]
Tell me baby if we fucking, what's the hold up?
Told you I'ma bring the kush, you bring the coca
Spanish mami wanna sip on my Corona
Say she love me I said girl I barely know ya
It's your chance
Take it while you can (Can)
Fuck the man you're fucking, now you fucking with the man
What's your plan?
Saw you on the gram (Yo')
Hit you in the DM, I'ma hit it when I land (Hey)

[Verse 3: Anth]
Whoa
Bounce that shit like whoa (Like whoa)
Know you gotta man but baby he ain't gotta know
What you waiting fo?
Come on girl let's go
White girl like Khaleesi wanna sit up on my throne (Prrra)
Start speaking Spanish and calling me papi
If you wanna kick it, I'm Mr. Miyagi
You know that I want you, I know that you want me
We fucking so loud they hear us in the lobby
Oh, mami, ya vente pa' acá
Tomamos, fumamos, y somos igual
Tus labios me dicen que tú quieres más
Quiero tu cuerpo, no quiero hablar

[Verse 4: Conor Maynard]
I hit the club (Hit the club), get out my way (Get out my way)
The boy from London, but I run it in LA (In LA)
I got a cheque (I got a cheque), 200k (200k)
I'm about to blow it all on liquor and champagne (Prrra)
I see your girl, she look my way
If she a 10, she know she got a place to stay
I'm in the suite, she come through late
And then we fuck until we get a noise complaint (Prrra)
I just want a Rollie, Rollie, Rollie with a diamond ridge
I already got some designer to hold up my pants
I just want some nice on my wrist so I look better when I dance
Have you lookin' at it, put you in a trance (Yah, yah, yah)

[Verse 5: Anth]
5
I need more than 5 bitches in my ride
Every time
Every fucking night
When I'm leaving Hyde
On the side
Got a model type
Born in 95
Met online
DM and a like
That's a slip and slide

[Verse 6: Conor Maynard]
Met her name in Dubai, said her name was Portia
She said she want a ride, in my brand new Porsche (Skrrrt)
She want a man who ball, not somebody court side
Well alright, hold tight
'Cause I know what you came here for
Don't you feel ashamed at all
Don't you feel the same no more? No more
'Cause I need it, can't hide it
Can't help it, can't fight it no more
No more, no more
No more