KrispyLife Kidd
Free Smoke
[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
(Southside shit)
KrispyLife
[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Every time somebody die, they light another candle (Stupid)
I just slid on the club and popped another dancer (Skrrrt)
Nope, slid on the barbecue, shot the whole family
This the type of smoke that kill n***as, stage 4 cancer
This’ll take the hairs off his head, chemo
My n***a known for taking n***as chains like he Deebo
And I’m known for throwing straight bullets, Tim Tebow
Been a lion of my hood, like I’m a Leo
[Verse 2: FWC Big Key]
Your mans died all because of you, Ne-Yo
This ice got me cold as hell, turn the heat on
Finna rob a n***a, just lost ten at the Nino
Don’t have no hoes in here, it’s Brothers Only like I’m BO (Brothers Only)
I don’t know why n***as hate me, CO
Yeah, bitch I’m blowin’ up, C4
Ion want your bitch, that pussy old like the P4
Been ballin’ in the hills, Ion never play for Chino (I ain’t Melo)
[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
My n***a caught a body, they gave bro the book
Imma call the island clutchin’, like I don’t trust the cook
Dee boxin’ with a bum n***a, imagine how that look
Dawg was talkin’ choppa for the ‘Gram, and got his life took
[Verse 4: FWC Big Key]
It’s like ten different clips in this bitch, let’s get a movie goin’
Cashgang got bad D, we left your shooter open
When I shoot, boy, you better duck, you see this Ruger on me?
No, this shit not LD but I got stupid money
[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
Not a second thought, now the opps windin’
You know what come with this shit, boy, stop cryin’ (Pussy)
Like yo man’s car, junkie, you is not ridin’
Like I’m a hater, do bullshit when I catch the opps shining
[Verse 6: FWC Big Key]
Like I’m a hater, I do bullshit (I do bullshit)
Wake up, back to the shop with that bullshit (Get the fuck on)
And I ain’t Juan, but I’m hood rich (Pablo)
Hell naw, I ain’t selfish, take the full clip (You gone)
[Verse 7: KrispyLife Kidd]
Get a new chop’ and make it sing like it’s Trey Songz
N***a muggin’ at me, now that boy face gone
Slapped the tongue out my bitch mouth, now her taste gone
Aimed at everything below the navel, now that boy waist gone