[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
(Ay B, turn my shit up)
Alright
(Coronado on the beat)
KrispyLife
Addicted to winning, if— alright
What I say
Let's let that bitch ride for a second
(Iced Up Records)
Look
[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Addicted to winning, if I lose, it make my stomach hurt
Could never trust a stranger, I put my brother first
If the rap stop working, then this oven work (Yeah)
My nigga got hands, he just punched a purse
[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Fuckin' around, drunk some cut, now my stomach hurt
Was gon' get that bitch plain, had to flood it first
Crib bigger than the pastor, I ain't come to church
Switchy on the Glock, hit the beam 'til the button jerk
[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
California king, it's hard to take this bed up
Everything you drop flop, I know you fed up
Having a bad day, it's okay, Vez got some meds tucked
Got a ten in each pocket, it's hard to keep my pants up
(Ay B, turn my shit up)
Alright
(Coronado on the beat)
KrispyLife
Addicted to winning, if— alright
What I say
Let's let that bitch ride for a second
(Iced Up Records)
Look
[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Addicted to winning, if I lose, it make my stomach hurt
Could never trust a stranger, I put my brother first
If the rap stop working, then this oven work (Yeah)
My nigga got hands, he just punched a purse
[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Fuckin' around, drunk some cut, now my stomach hurt
Was gon' get that bitch plain, had to flood it first
Crib bigger than the pastor, I ain't come to church
Switchy on the Glock, hit the beam 'til the button jerk
[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
California king, it's hard to take this bed up
Everything you drop flop, I know you fed up
Having a bad day, it's okay, Vez got some meds tucked
Got a ten in each pocket, it's hard to keep my pants up
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