[Intro: RMC Mike]
Bitch

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Aw shit
It's KrispyKidd and Mike
I just served Auntie some shit to get Billy right
I've been rapping for only two years, and got plenty ice
Yeah you had a good first quarter, but didn't finish right
I got that kind of dick to make a gay bitch leave a dyke
Today I ain't bring no cash out, we had a visa night
Weed strong as hell man, this shit would make Jesus high
Give me two racks for a verse, that's my weekend price


[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Started drinking lean backwards, I been sippin right
Poured it in the cup raw, and then hit it spiked
Ahh, fuck
Poured it in the cup raw, and then hit it twice
I don't wanna get mad, I know Imma hit my wife
[?] don't want me around the fam, he think I hit his wife
The way I shoot this bitch, you would think I hooped for the Sixers twice
You slid on a Christmas party, only thing you hit was lights

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Na, I can't tax bro like that, he get the Fisher price
Put that n***a out right there, he lit the swisher twice
Lean drinker, doing anything, I be mixing pints
I was broke but now a n***a up, I live a vivid life
12 lines of wok, about to pour it in the twenty ounce
Make some dog shit this month, they let Jimmy out (Happy as hell)
That's my favorite fiend
N***a think he fresh
Pulled up white tee and some faded jeans
Busting nuts on my bitch face, like it's Maybelline
Honey badger, hit his front chest then invade the spleen
I know a n***a right now that'll kill you for a 8 of green
Stomp a n***a head, fuck some Timbs, these A.C.G.'s
[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
On the block everyday, like I'm Boomhauer
Diamonds a girl best friend, sucked the jewels out me
If you do the right thing, you can make two up out it
N***a ran the crib on the block, and then boom out it
Been slid on your crib, and knocked the pool out it
Big bank take lil bank, make a fool out you
Money still make me stand different, this a new posture
I might get my hands on a pint of Ak if I fuck my doctor

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Tupac bullets in this Glock, they don't know who shot him
Quarter million dollar Benz, I been selling hoops out it
I been making plays with Zulu, like I knew Shaka
You say you know who got the perc thirties, n***a, who got them?
Bitch got scared when I started up the Scat using auto start
Okay I'm horny, text my bitch like meet me at the water park
Wish he would run up on this car, we got double R's
Not the pill, bitch I'm talking baby R with the double R's

[Verse 6: KrispyLife Kidd]
2020 widebody, I gotta double park
Yeah Imma let you suck it, bitch, just let me park
Nasty bitch wanna fuck, she let me fart
'21 Tesla, if I cough, this bitch'll start
Send somebody my way and some shit'll start
I stopped my bitch like, you ain't finna start
Keep tools on me, but I ain't here to fix the car
Claymore by the door if you run, he ain't getting far