[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
I'm in love with that new Maybach, theses bitches drive different
If you book me at a cheaper price, must be nice, Lyfe Jennings
You got a nine, I got a ten-milli', this a pipe difference
Hit you up top so you wouldn't suffer, you died with a nice ending
Man, I'm in the club, disco ball, the lights hittin' me
I see you twerkin' ass, but don't step on these, 'cause I fight bitches
Not from Chicago, but in my pocket look like stuff a pizza [?]
She brought me food and head at 12 o'clock, I guess that's a decent lunch
She gave me pussy, I ain't do too much, I just teased to fuck
Hitman got 40 on his waist, big jeans, you up
If I don't like your style, then I'm chuckin' deuces
I'm out in Bali with my Bloods, [?]
Don't run up on me outta line, the clip longer than the Constitution
Oh, you a street fighter? Hit you with this hot dooker
I think he wearin' a wire, Milo Stanfield
I'm drunk, tryna shoot, my nigga, can you stand still?
Dog still ain't slid, he a smart man
Hit the dope too hard, fiend OD'd, I hit him with the Narcan
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Boy, your dirty ass broke as hell, do I look like a nigga you could call twin?
See-through lenses on the buffs, I look like Bart friend
The only time you made sparks fly is when your car dead
These niggas hate me 'cause I'm rich and stuck-up, my nuts hangin'
Lumpy-headed-ass boy, you got your barber frustrated
Got his ass blitzed hard for all that pumpfakin'
Smokin', gettin' neck, I get more high top than Chuck Taylors
Bitch fucker, gunslinger, got his family fundraisin'
Walk in the club and smack the piss out of a drunk hater
I'm pullin' strings and gettin' off, I'm like a bus taker
I don't believe you, boy, that's big cap, drum major
Rich as hell, fuck favors, tre tucked, lunch table
Your lil' bitch a nut taker, finna see what's up later
These Hollywood hoes lame, I need some ratchet neck
Your bitch so fuckin' irritatin', I'm finna pass her back
I'm ridin' with my low-key ho, pray we don't catch a flat
She got my name, I got my name too, we got matchin' tats
Yeah, me and G got ten hoes at the bachelor pad
I fucked your bitch inside the shower, this ho actually bad
I'm in love with that new Maybach, theses bitches drive different
If you book me at a cheaper price, must be nice, Lyfe Jennings
You got a nine, I got a ten-milli', this a pipe difference
Hit you up top so you wouldn't suffer, you died with a nice ending
Man, I'm in the club, disco ball, the lights hittin' me
I see you twerkin' ass, but don't step on these, 'cause I fight bitches
Not from Chicago, but in my pocket look like stuff a pizza [?]
She brought me food and head at 12 o'clock, I guess that's a decent lunch
She gave me pussy, I ain't do too much, I just teased to fuck
Hitman got 40 on his waist, big jeans, you up
If I don't like your style, then I'm chuckin' deuces
I'm out in Bali with my Bloods, [?]
Don't run up on me outta line, the clip longer than the Constitution
Oh, you a street fighter? Hit you with this hot dooker
I think he wearin' a wire, Milo Stanfield
I'm drunk, tryna shoot, my nigga, can you stand still?
Dog still ain't slid, he a smart man
Hit the dope too hard, fiend OD'd, I hit him with the Narcan
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Boy, your dirty ass broke as hell, do I look like a nigga you could call twin?
See-through lenses on the buffs, I look like Bart friend
The only time you made sparks fly is when your car dead
These niggas hate me 'cause I'm rich and stuck-up, my nuts hangin'
Lumpy-headed-ass boy, you got your barber frustrated
Got his ass blitzed hard for all that pumpfakin'
Smokin', gettin' neck, I get more high top than Chuck Taylors
Bitch fucker, gunslinger, got his family fundraisin'
Walk in the club and smack the piss out of a drunk hater
I'm pullin' strings and gettin' off, I'm like a bus taker
I don't believe you, boy, that's big cap, drum major
Rich as hell, fuck favors, tre tucked, lunch table
Your lil' bitch a nut taker, finna see what's up later
These Hollywood hoes lame, I need some ratchet neck
Your bitch so fuckin' irritatin', I'm finna pass her back
I'm ridin' with my low-key ho, pray we don't catch a flat
She got my name, I got my name too, we got matchin' tats
Yeah, me and G got ten hoes at the bachelor pad
I fucked your bitch inside the shower, this ho actually bad
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