Lyrics Kris Jenner - Rv, Headie One

Kris Jenner

Dinner with my girl in The Shard, came a long way from Nando dates
Bad B and her hair long like my Rambo blade
Opps wanna take me out, like the Fernando’s place
I’m like Kris Jenner, the way I’m tryna add those K’s
Dinner with my girl in The Shard, came a long way from Nando dates
Bad B and her hair long like my Rambo blade
Opps wanna take me out, like the Fernando’s place
I’m like Kris Jenner, the way I’m tryna add those K’s
Serious
Man better take man serious cah I ain’t tellin' no joke
And I ain’t talk 'bout vapes when I get 'round there with metal and smoke
Passenger side of my best friend’s ride like I don’t mind stepping with bro
If H never asked me to drive, it would’ve been me that was letting it go
New outfit but you can think that it’s old, last time I did a drill on these
roads
Had to get rid of my clothes, like a shop, just put it on clearance
Got a burner in my jeans like I got it from my parents
When I cop gold teeth, it’s not for my appearance
I keep the music and road ting separately, bro said he wanna ride,
most definitely
God protect me from my friends, I’m always prepared for my enemies
Can’t see me in the flesh and Snapchat man and save it to memories
I’ll back my Rambs and put him on for the cemetery
I pray that my past don’t haunt me, I was tryna add thos K’s like Kim, Khloe,
Kylie, Kourtney
Pissed when them boy there caught me
Had me in jail on basic, now I’m in the shower with shawty
Left my bally and gloves at home this time and I stepped in saucy
Dinner with my girl in The Shard, came a long way from Nando dates
Bad B and her hair long like my Rambo blade
Opps wanna take me out, like the Fernando’s place
I’m like Kris Jenner, the way I’m tryna add those K’s
Dinner with my girl in The Shard, came a long way from Nando dates
Bad B and her hair long like my Rambo blade
Opps wanna take me out, like the Fernando’s place
I’m like Kris Jenner, the way I’m tryna add those K’s
We was sixteen tryna make sure corn got sent, no 50
Me and bro both wanna hold that spinner, we would argue who’s turn, no Whitney
This bad B from the West Indies, wap link in the West Midlands
She wouldn’t hold me down if I was locked on the field but I’d gladly lock
these spinners
My young boy got his Rambos twinning, they come like he got twin sisters
If I ain’t scored that goal, I assist it, I don’t mind being winger
I come through with that skengman coat, I swear I just did it like Wenger
Cah real gunners in my team, no half heart shit, no Nicklas Bendtner
Nine in a year, man whip and stretch it, I couldn’t care less if I run out of
credit
My wrist work, man treat it like wrestling, I bet I still nine out of ten it
For the buj in the blue and the dubs in the white pack lookin' like it plays
for Reading
Snow in my bowl, snow on my pendant and 'nuff diesel in my engine
Made me enough for dinner with my girl in The Shard and a reload on the M way
Squeeze on the lurk with that .357, get yourself shot when you back that ZK
I was dead broke in the T house, tryna make sure I count every penny
Now it could be a normal day when I step in Fendi
Dinner with my girl in The Shard, came a long way from Nando dates
Bad B and her hair long like my Rambo blade
Opps wanna take me out, like the Fernando’s place
I’m like Kris Jenner, the way I’m tryna add those K’s
Dinner with my girl in The Shard, came a long way from Nando dates
Bad B and her hair long like my Rambo blade
Opps wanna take me out, like the Fernando’s place
I’m like Kris Jenner, the way I’m tryna add those K’s