[Intro: TruCarr]
Ayy
(Trapboy3k)

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
I don't think her mama like me, I got pole pokin'
You got a sister, then I'll put some hoes on her
This bitch was naked, I had to put some clothes on her
Stepped on some work so bad, you see my toes on it

[Verse 2: TruCarr]
Whoop a n***a ass with my chain, he got stoned, look
They was tryna tell me don't do it, then I stole on 'em
Know I still fuck around with the guys, I can't fold on 'em
Big pape', n***a, I can flex like I'm swole on 'em

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
More than one gun, bitch, we got extra chops
Split a n***a's street in half, he got extra blocks
Slid on the whole family, we made еxtra stops
Spell it with a K, KrispyLife, bitch, yeah, I'm nеxt to pop

[Verse 4: TruCarr]
Cut a bitch off, do you wanna have sex or not?
Hit one jugg, then another was next to plot
I can get a n***a gone with a head nod
Last n***a tried to diss, that n***a dead now
[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
One phone call, leave you smokin' like a chimney
In LA, need a blower, let me call Benji
Ridin' around with a double-barrel, you better call Ricky
Your daddy a pastor, you a bitch, you all Diddy

[Verse 6: TruCarr]
Yeah, I can do it B-I-G, they thought I called Biggie
Hundred n***as pull up thick, yeah, them Carrs with me
I don't give a bitch shit but dick, yeah, they all picky
Never turn down, I'm with the gang, yeah, we all litty

[Verse 7: KrispyLife Kidd]
Turnaround after turnaround, I'm startin' to get dizzy
Like I love BBWs, I got a big bitch with me
My n***as ain't 'bout no games, they about business
I heard you workin' with the feds, you brung the cops with you

[Verse 8: TruCarr]
I got a fifty-round drum on the glizzy
From my block, n***a, to your city
Hundred of these hundreds, it ain't crispy
Never leave the house without your blicky

[Verse 9: KrispyLife Kidd]
I'm in LA with TruCarr
N***a tried to slide on us and we had to chew the car
See me out with so— alright
See me out with so many shots, you thought you was at a bar