KrispyLife Kidd
Spicy Language
[Intro]
Enrgy made this one
It's with a K, dumbass
[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Tha-tha-that's your n***a money, you need to give it back
Your n***a got his shit took, you had to get it back
Brodie's shoes got the size on a tip, he spent a rack
[?] shit got straps that say Gucci in cursive on the back
Trying not to laugh, but that n***a a clown with it
AR-15 shoot and knock out the sound system
Brodie just got some P's, he going out of town with them
Call KD, he in ATL with my [?] chilling
I leave your favorite cousin stanking like [?]
Same dawg got with his kids, he was whole Christian
I'll fuck up your Jordan right before Christmas
I'm all about my green like The Grinch that stole Christmas
Me and my n***as bad boys like the Pistons
Your n***as bad boys, the kind that get you sent to prison
Back in April, went to jail my first pistol
I shot at my baby mama, 'cause that bitch was tripping
I can't game right now, 'cause I feel it coming
Told that bitch keep sucking, 'cause I feel it cumming
Bro put your gun on real quick, the hoes coming
Just wanna feel safe and not uncomfortable
Just hit a fan, that pussy was good too
Almost shot a fan, he ran up, I was too spooked
Catch [?] ten toes, n***a, you a fool
[Interlude]
N***a, you a fo-
[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Shells out the window, this a Taco Bell drive through
Bragging on your bitch, yeah, that pussy, that's mine too
We got 40's, XD's, 223's and 9's too
All about my pape, but I ain't the one to lie to
Slapped the fuck out my bitch mama, I ain't tried to
I ain't gon' speak on the poles that I done ran through
[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
Ain't gotta pop a n***a, I can use my hands too
Dawg said he want a verse from Kidd, I need a band too
Me and my n***as stick together like our hands glued
Showed too much love, treat my haters like they fans too
Hit a n***a, knock him out cold, fit in canned soup
I'm sick of [?] on that bitch if she ran through
Got [?] and scuffed one of my Yeezys, they brand new
You let your mans get finessed, you a ham too
We just sold you fake Percs, you a ham, fool
Ask a n***a what type of weed is this? And grab a handful
I am not mobile, if you only want a gram, dude
We the type to fuck your party up and get it canceled