[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
(What you wanna smoke, some zazas? I brought a 'bow out)
Me and AK Bandamont on some like, J. Cole
Like, positive vibes type shit
We gon' tell you 'bout this positive day (His name's Pablo)

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd & AK Bandamont]
My n***a raped a bitch, now he got a life sentence
I hit a bitch, her pussy was funky, I don't like fishes
Cook dope over campfire like I don't like kitchens
I ain't tryna fuck all day, I need five [?]
Drinkin' lean don't fuck with my— man
Drinkin' lean don't fuck with my organs like I got five kidneys
Got a small pond in my backyard, I got five lilies
Dog walked in with nothin' but fake jewelry, I counted ninе dillies
When I'm in them storеs swipin', my nickname Joseph
I just made ten thousand off some Cane Corsos
A fan made me shoes for promo, these some paid Forces
You fuck nothin' but dirty n***as, you make lame choices
I ain't fuckin' with nobody, I got my lane ordered
Y'all can't fuck with me, we ain't in the same orbit
Decide to bounce, slidin' on Tuesdays, this the same Norbit
N***as proud of the views they bought, 'cause they paid for it
Put that lil' cheese up, bitch, that's chump change
You let your mans on your necklace, that's a dumb chain
I hit a bitch for a bottle, that was my drunk phase
Black n***a shoot the fuck out you, look like Flavor Flav (Yeah)
[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
I ain't even stressin' off this rap shit, I'm gettin' paid for days
She always been a slut bitch, she's tryna change her ways
I just pulled up with that powder, made her pay for 'caine
I heard the opps' power out, it's always gettin' flamed
Yeah, we always shoot it up
I catch you playin' with that nose, but she'll shoot it up
Lil' brodie said fuck school, he always screwin' up
These n***as broker than a bitch 'cause they don't do enough
Keep starin' at this Perc' pill, I'm finna chew it up
I'm kind of sick I popped two of 'em, then I threw it up
He got caught danglin' with the hoes, movin' loose as fuck
Drunk too much, I had a drank coma, I'ma shoot my tongue
I just pulled up in a fast car, right now, I'm zooted up
Bitch ain't never had a trap star, she only doin' bums
Bitch keep always playin' with my head, keep sayin' "You in love"
I know I gotta get my mind right, I'm keep on doin' drugs
Huh, I got used to it
Brodie on the West, he need drank, I'm finna shoot to him
I just did a hundred, beatin' on my chest, I leave this bitch ruined
A hundred in this chopper, I keep on shootin' 'til the clip ruined