[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
You wanna die over some petty shit?
Dawg shooting in the sky, tryna get heaven hit
This a Avirex, this ain't no Pelle, bitch
I just popped security in the club, on some belly shit
We been trapping since the sandbox
It's some bullshit, cut the brades, go dreadlocks
I'm from Flint, fuck a bitch, make her bed rock

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
I just bought a Keltec P50 with a red dot
I just poured some wok in the Big Blue it taste like red pop
Two to the back, one to the chest, then the headshot
Bitch, that's an overkill
Tat my name on your left titty, so I know it's real
You ain't 'bout that life sneak dissing, get your soldiers killed
Eighty Six [?] forgies, [?] moder [?]
Best shit talkers in the state, yes, they know the real

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
Yeah, they know the real
Thought I cut him but [?] straight drop
In church [?]
Come over, ain't no movies, it's just straight cock
He just [?] Unky knows, leave his face cocked
Mike just dropped Joonior Season, and he passed the game
[?] coming out of bible study, get the pastor flamed
I'm kung-fu greese maker
I ain't coming with no motherfucking karate get your master grade
[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
I knew a fake n***a through [?] and the plastic chain
Introduced the world to Spice Talk, now my status changed
I just want the pape out this shit, ya'll can have the fame
Real hustler, I touched a hundred K before I had a name
Don't believe me? You can ask my brother [?]
Off the [?] fuck it, I done bust [?]
Made a play for seventy racks and I'm tucking me a [?]
I don't want no hellcat, bitch, I'm upping me a Bentley

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
Mike just got a new smile, his shit all white
I'm in the club with a fifty, and a small bike
[?] a n***a in the club, he just stepped on my all whites
Come in my trap, no green, you see all white
And I ain't talking 'bout no snow bunnys

[Verse 6: RMC Mike & KrispyLife Kidd]
I75 my best friend I'm a road junky
Today I'm finna spend a thirty ball in all old money
I just started spending rap checks, but that's old money
Eh Kidd, call the plug [?]
I need a [?]
I told mike don't do a [?] dawg
I got [?]
I think he stole from me
If you not the boss of your clique, you be store running
I just got a pint of techy from my old woman
[?] I got an active nine
Dawg tryna play games, and died for a PS five
I don't speak on the opps no more, n***a, we up five
Sold a hundred bolls in two weeks, now Re-up time
Ride through the six with sixty on me, better not see [?]
Threw the bag to the end zone, [?]
Told Mike pull up in the six with a six
I got you
Shit, I'm tryna see LeBron
Bitch sucked me and fucked me for seasoned fries
Dawg talking 'bout he ain't tell, he got [?]
[?] old school [?]
N***a, run it down on the game one more time, n***a, he gon die
[?] n***a, we gon fly
To the sky, free the whole fucking ghetto