[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
They raided one, fuck the boys, I'm on my sixth street
(Ooh, that's a Danny G beat)
KrispyLife, n***a
Aight

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Still doin' six braids to the back like I'm Big Meech
The boys raided one, so I'm on my sixth street
Been done popped one these pussy n***as thinkin' shit sweet
Put you on a BOLO list, I been on a shit streak
Can do the buffs, the Loubs, or the Versace shades
Pop a n***a over chicken, you'll die at a Captain Jay's
In my hood, we hold fives up, yeah, I'm Captain Flame
I'ma fuck with Hutch before I ever go to Johnny Dang
Watch stuck to my wrist, I'm Ben 10 around this bitch
Like I'm back in elementary, we go on drills around this bitch
Please don't say the wrong thing, we get you killed around this bitch
I'm plugged in Beecher and I'm good all the way to the 6

[Verse 2]
Chasin' dollar after dollar, you can catch me doin' a sprint
Glock by my pelvis, I'm KD with that bitch
Pocket full of hundreds, you probably prayin' for a lick
On the 7, but I'm good if I post up in Flint
I pull it out and count it, I ain't really tryna vent
He frontin' on that bag, where that money that you get?
The shit that he savin' up we really been spent
He knew to pay that tab or his head was gettin' hit
Don't know how to move with it, I'm the one to run into
Learned how to hustle on my own, I ain't wanna hoop
That boy pulled a Trae move, he ain't wanna shoot
Bad-ass twins, I'll take either one of you
[Verse 3]
Ayy, put the 'Wood out, it kinda got me goin' trippin'
We gon' roll up them bitches 'til the whole pack empty
It ain't even all hundreds, bitch, my pockets just filthy
They said we fell off, LOL, that's silly
Don't want a job, bro tryna slime shit and flip work
Bitch, this gun all black, the 'za be purple
N***as act like they got it, really be hurtin'
Don't try to sell me your shit, boy, I'll serve you
I'm just good at playin' roles with these bitches
I'm just good at playin' roles with these hoes
I ain't gotta say too much, if you know, then you know
We fucked, she went to sleep like she off melatonin

[Verse 4]
N***a, I can move whatever, break it down or by the zip
You think I'm lackin', check again, bitch, the blicky on my hip
I don't fuck with social media, it be gettin' n***as blicked
You see an opp, gun that n***a down and face him in a 'Wood
I ain't tryna talk to n***as, what is it to talk about?
If I feel a type of way, I have my youngin walk you down
N***as doin' shit for clout and we'll put him in the clouds
You know we for the contact, we'll match a couple rounds
Ain't tryna hear no attitude, ass up, face down
She said she set the play for me, I just gotta ice her out
Bitch just sent the drop to me, we bought a crib by the house
It been so long, we been lookin', but them n***as hidin' out
[Verse 5]
Bitches bad, I fly 'em out
Boy, I been hit your ho, how you just now findin' out?
Thirty thousand on the watch, fuck around, buy a house
Better watch your homies, n***a, you just might get slimed out
The real n***as dyin' out
Them fake Percs got your head hurtin', you a hamburger
Trap bangin' like it's fast food, we got 'bows and Perkies
Tens, thirties, zips, turkeys
I'm a boss, I can plug your ass for real, you a worker
I don't care how many guns he got, he not dangerous
He not gangster, it's all for entertainment
N***as doin' ho shit just tryna get famous
Playin' with them Camp boys the quickest way to get painted, n***a