[Intro]
(313 Mafia)
KrispyLife

[Verse]
Been in my bag, why you think all my raps slap?
Only time you in your bag is when you eatin' Rap Snacks
It's with a K, bitch, I need a bag of Rap Snacks
My n***a Zachariah punchin' shit, they call him Fast Zack (Trapboy 3k)
N***as don't know my bag equivalent to a center size
If a n***a play with gang, get him minimized
I can tell a n***a eatin' good, look at his dinner size
That shit look like an appetizer
Only time you take your bitch out is half-off appetizers
Did the Burberry's, but I coulda did the Pradas
My aunty plugged with the syrup, but this ain't Jemima
Bullets get to flying and hit you in your mula-dalla mu-gata
I said it wrong, but fuck it, do we got a problem?
Stuffed this bitch with a glove, 'cause I forgot the condom
Ain't none of this shit cut, it's comin' over the counter
But if you want some, I'ma cut it, meet mе at my mama's
I'm a G.O.A.T., but my bitch love to call me toxic
If I get caught for somеthin', blame that shit on Dennis Rodman
If I do somethin', I mean it, fuck apologizing
N***a sent a death threat, now his mama dyin'
I'm sick your hood still support you, 'cause you love lyin'
My n***a love punchin' shit, he a fan of Tyson
I'm in the club with a knife, I'ma slice him and dice him
Feelin' like sorbet on this beat, I'm spillin' spicy
Hurry up and give me some lean, I think I got a cold
These bullets big as hell, I'm shootin' out Calypsos
If the rap don't work, then I'm pimpin' hoes
I heard you stopped showin' up to shows 'cause we was bookin' shows
What, you was scared to get fucked up?
Seen your favorite rapper in the parking lot and got him fucked up
My first gun was a K, you dumb fuck
[Outro]
And spell it with a K, dumb fuck
Yeah, n***a
KrispyLife, bitch
Beecher n***a in the league, my whole team balling
Dumb fuck
It's with a K, dumbass