Beat Aint Going Off KrispyLife Kidd (Ft. YSR Gramz)

[Intro]
(StupidDog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
With a fine freak out in LA on Rodeo Drive (Yeah)
Eatin' steak, shrimp, and lobster, yeah, got a plate of fries (Damn)
I just put up fifty, then I had to shave a dime (Facts)
In order for you to look like me, you gotta save a dime
In order for you to hang with me, you gotta spend a five
My cup red like I'm sippin' wine
If you ain't got Cash App, then you can hit the Chime
Sipping Wock' out a wine glass with a hint of lime
Damn, that sound crazy, don't it?
Hit your hood with the blow tail, sprinkle eighties on it
Put a switch on the handgun, it go crazy, don't it? (Damn)
I'm 'bout to slide to the White House and put a daisy on it (Man)
I'm in Pontiac, makin' sales out a Pontiac
He tryna wash his clothes, fuck around and shot the laundromat (Boom)
The bitch only take selfies, bet a hundred that she fat
Find a nigga who don't care, bet a hundred that he crack (Man)
Talkin' 'bout you sold a hundred bricks, man, that shit hat (Hat)
Talkin' 'bout you fucked a hundred hoes, man, that shit cap (Liar)
Talkin' 'bout you got it for the low, man, that shit cap (Liar)
You said you gon' shoot him in his leg, but that's his hat (Fuck)
What the fuck? (Shit)
Damn, the beat ain't goin' off
Turn the traction off in the 'Cat, than I'm showin' off (Skrrt, skrrt)
Get mad, turn into Mad Max, then I'm blowin' dog (Boom)
Can't be my engineer if you ain't caught no body (Facts)
Get me in that room, I'm like, "I ain't saw nobody" (Nobody)
My bitch in my face, I'm like, "I ain't saw no thotty" (Nobody)
It go down in my DM and I am not Yo Gotti (No)
I'm signed to the Heavy Camp and I don't know Yo Gotti (Icewear)
Walkin' through the club head high like I don't know nobody (Facts)
Hit a nigga with a chopstick like I know karate (Wah)
I been sippin' Quagen like I don't know no Wocky (Thirsty)