[Intro]
(It's with a K dumbass)
(I got so much Enrgy)

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
I got Enrgy
Snitchin', that's a penalty
I don't give a fuck about rap, but n***as envy me
I done ran through so many P's, I'm the MVP
Put a flash on my Glock, this bitch LED
I'll beat a rap n***a ass, bring a referee
I'm a Beecher n***a, RIP G, n***a, rest in peace
N***a never put me on my feet, got it out the streets
I'll pull up to your crib like Uber Eats

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Would've been killed somebody, I'm too dangerous
I can't get caught lackin', I don't be danglin'
Tie your uncle from a tree, and leave his ass danglin'
Me and Quavis really goats, y'all can't speak our language
I'm bout to beat dawg ass, UFC training
Thought I was Picasso, how I keep paintin'
Von said he popped a perc, and then he fainted
Like the shape of a tire, I am not changing

[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
My lil n***a Zion, he keep catchin' bodies
Always had money, not a job, bitch I'm like Tommy
You gon need 5 million if you tryna sign me
I don't even trust my hood n***as, cause them n***as grimy
[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
On some old gangsta shit, just slid with a Tommy
Everybody got bald heads, like that n***a Tommy
Unc showed me how to cook it, this a hood Hibachi
Think it was a crossover, how I'm finna drop him
Bout to flip the Knights Inn, we posted in the lobby
N***as dick suckin' too much, go and get a hobby
I'll smoke a n***a boots, if he mention Dati
I'm a big gorilla bitch, yeah I be mobbin'

[Verse 5: YSR Gramz]
You hear me rappin' bout dope, I'll give you 100
Your bitch gave me head, so I bought her bundles
Me and Kidd versus anybody, that's a Royal Rumble
Fuck and put a bitch out, i ain't tryna cuddle

[Verse 6: KrispyLife Kidd]
Put the weed in the trunk and sticks in the front
Bro just hit him with a .40, think he a drunk
It's really kemp in this packet, think I sold him Runts
I can't call these n***as pussy, cause they all cunts

[Verse 7: YSR Gramz & KrispyLife Kidd]
I got a play in Mount Pleasant, Block just called me
Brodie shut the block down, like it's a block party
My lil cousin J.E. fuckin' over Target
Put cheese on your head, make you a easy target
You still play with 9's, Tony Parker
Bro got the trap slappin' hard, Farmers Market
Spent some thousands on a dog, shittin' on my carpet
Told my plug, "I know Miles Bridges", when I'm up in Charlotte
[Verse 8: KrispyLife Kidd]
This bitch so ugly, but with the fattest ass
Blew the pill dust in my hair, she just made me mad
I'm tryin' so hard, my hardest not to spazz
But I'ma stab this bitch, if she laugh
I'm taxin', I need $120 just for a half
My mans took your shit bare face, without a mask
Opp said he almost died in the spot without a mask
You n***as all broke, and that's without a cast