KrispyLife Kidd
On the Spiritual Side
[Intro]
Dark Squad Entertainment in this motherfucker man
[Verse 1]
My drink doing the 2-step, he won't quit dancing
Every bad bitch I come across, they call me handsome
She gon suck that dick all the way from Flint to Lansing
My plug an old white man staying in Detroit off of grass shit
I don't fuck with the fruit [?], I pulled up draggin'
Bitch got a big ass booty, she gotta drag it
Everytime one of the opps die we just be laughing
My n***a doing heads he ain't even 21, he just savage
Box [?] hold a lot of rounds, look like a suitcase
I made her fuck me, then Mike, and then do face
Get him up close in this shit, he need a new face
I got a 2 of [?] fucking my watch up, I need a new face
Man, the jeweller fuck with me
I'm in the club with a blade, I'm giving buck 50s
Like I'm tryna buy dawg a [?], I gave him a buck 50
I got a hundred with a drum tucked, that's a buck 50
I got a store runner he cool and he fast as hell
I don't want the whole thing today so I bought a half a bill
My bitch from the projects and cook good rotel
I told Gramz hurry the fuck up or ima miss my cell
[Chorus]
Huh, she gon fuck me 'cause my shocker shining (psst, hmm)
On the spiritual side
Still get a script from the farm my plug 65
Was on the outskirts of the [?] a n***a in [?] died
[Post-Chorus]
I'm a boss
That's Ross
He don't cap, that's fuss
You ain't fuck, your loss
[Verse 2]
You ain't fuck with me on the first night, well bitch you losing then
I ain't take the bitch to nowhere fancy, she got a 2 for 10
In other words that's 2 biggie bags
Catch me in my hood so just post it with 60 cash
And I'm good wherever I'm at
They done hotboxed the booth, I'm in this bitch catching contact (Psst)
[Refrain]
Maaaaaaaaan
Raaaaagh
Damn it
Stupid bitch
Raaaagh
[Verse 3]
Out in LA she wearing gold, we at the swap
Tryna feed her a sandwhich ain't nothing on it but cock meat
Stompted it on his face, like I got hot feet
I got 2 dirty bitches in 1 week, now I got hot meat
Is you pregnant? 'cause I can't pull out of a driveway
Ima catch you in traffic, I text all my opps "drive safe"
I'm cool with the frost, it's just the lean in my pocket
I hit this bitch, smelt like PA and now I got a foul face
My young dog a drink head, he just down ace
I met a [?] shoes, we high on the moon, I'm tryna pound his face
They ball like a monkey, fuck around and put Glock on the 8
Out the country with fashion, fuck around and put Glock with bait
Damn, all the n***as do is show love, where all the hate?
20 pointers in my buffs, I could pound my face
I be screaming fuck n***as, like I'm tryna down my race
Fake fan doing 4 hundred thousand on a pot [?]