[Intro]
(Rich)
KrispyLife
(Iced Up Records)
What up, Rich?
(It's with a K, dumbass)

[Verse 1]
My fiends crazy, yeah, they be darin' people
But they ain't scared of no one, but they scared of them people
My fiend like to sniff 'cause she scared of needles
I'm off of the rocks and the roll like I play for The Beatles
Damn, I mean play in The Beatles
Should get a guitar iced out, I'm just playin' The Beatles
Child support wanna hit my rap check, I ain't payin' them people
N***as can't run up on me 'cause what I'm sprayin' is legal
I'm 'bout to say fuck a mink, I'm 'bout to buy a Jita
Know I fuck a cheetah bitch, I'm 'bout to buy a zebra
I miss my old headhunters, yeah, her neck, oh shit
I can't say that 'cause I'ma still leave her
Even if I get her back, I'ma still beat her
She say, "I love you, Kidd", but I don't wanna believe her
I need at least two thousand if you want a feature
I told this bitch I really love her, but I don't really need her
Spell it with a K
Spell it with a motherfuckin' K, bitch, alright
Spell it with a K, I don't use no other alphabet
When that check hit my hand, it's better to code word "rap for sex"
Before the boys pull me over, I'll this bitch
And before I kill you over pussy, you can have this bitch
Mmm
I'm chargin' up like Vegeta, I'm 'bout to beat your ass
Went to school with n***as like you, you wouldn't sit on shit in class
His ass keep suckin' my dick, why you kissin' Jazz?
I'm bustin' this bitch like a trumpet, but I ain't into jazz
I hit that bitch like Jimmy Neutron, then I gotta blast
Fat n***a but I be crispy, I be showin' my ass
Mmm, ahh
Ever since the rap money been comin' in, I ain't the old me
I get the good shit in for the low, now the 'bows cheap
Bro listened to my music, while he whippin', give him cold feet
Slidin' down the block in a Chevy Cruze, rumped the whole street
Why the fuck would I ice you out? Bitch, you my old freak
I ain't come over here to fuck, bitch, I'm just goin' to sleep
Uh-huh, yeah
I ain't come over here to fuck, bitch, I'm just goin'—
Fresh made the beat, yeah, this bitch a classic
You ain't never had ten, but got some pussy, why you braggin'?
Hahahaha, man, bro, why you laughin'?
'Cause you went in the club without no cheese, but got a beer, that's why we laughin'
N***as don't really want no static
Pop up at a n***a crib, but his shit on loaded cannons
I don't like that n***a swag so I decorate his fabric
Your bitch and my chain the only two people in the club that's dancin'
[Outro]
Yeah, bitch
KrispyLife
KrispyLife the take two, bitch
I'm on a whole lot of that, a whole lot of that, bitch
It's with a K, dumb fuck
Naw, it's with a K, dumb bitch
Naw, it's with a K, dumb-ass n***a
Alright