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Big K.r.i.t.

Genres: Hip-Hop

Confetti Lyrics - Big K.r.i.t.

Your confetti ain't even heavy nigga 

Got the win, I want the record nigga 

What's a crown if you don't protect it, nigga? 

What's a name if they don't respect it, nigga? 

Nah, your confetti ain't even heavy 

 

These niggas fucking up the game 

This shit is so suspicious 

You ain't buy it all unless you blew a ticket 

All up in the VIP, but you ain't fuck them bitches 

I'ma ball all summer just to flex for Christmas 

Angel wings on the doors, I gotta suplex em' 

Money don't make you fly, that's just my perspective 

Running up the score just to expose a bluff 

'Cause nowadays gettin' a win just ain't enough 

Fuck the check up last week, I got a new agenda 

The last time I couldn't buy some shit? 

I can't remember 

The last time I fucked the world, I must've bust the center 

I bought a crib and set that bitch on top of Mount Olympus 

When you living that high up, it's hard to see the tension 

I'm only selling game, I'm all out of simping 

Grip the foreign like a trophy, gotta hold it steady 

Fuck your party when your confetti ain't even heavy, nigga 

 

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Got the win, I want the record nigga 

What's a crown if you don't protect it, nigga? 

What's a name if they don't respect it, nigga? 

Nah, your confetti ain't even heavy 

 

We all off in the club like Sincere in Belly 

Can't even drink my liquor, money on my celly 

Account it like you got a check, spend it when you ready 

I'm giving niggas hell, pray I go to heaven 

Nailing in they coffin, the cost of them being off it 

Balling since Iverson crossed you 

Winner's circle, my office 

Fucking off with these wins 

You fucking up with this loss 

Waiter forgot my season, I'm glad that they throwin' that salt 

Might just throw a toss and holla fuck it 

'Cause when your wrist game know the grip changed 

Nigga buckets 

Chip rain in the strip game, hoes will bust it 

Snakes come, chop they heads off 

Kobe clutching on a meal ticket 

Motherfuck you if you feel different 

I caught a break, no debate, and you still fishing 

The genie out the bottle and you still wishing 

Know my downfall 'cause you petty 

 

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Confetti ain't even heavy nigga 

Got the win, I want the record nigga 

What's a crown if you don't protect it, nigga? 

What's a name if they don't respect it, nigga? 

Nah, your confetti ain't even heavy 

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