
Am I Wrong KrispyLife Kidd (Ft. Babyface Ray)
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[Intro: Krispylife Kidd]
KrispyLife, know what the fuck going on
Iced Up Records bitch
When he with me, ain't nobody gon' touch face
Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie this bitch hard
[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
When he with me, ain't nobody gon' touch face
You could never up the score, 'cause all you do is pump-fake
Hunnid' feet stomped dawg, now he got a scuffed face
Young boy caught a body and he beat it, that's a luck case
Kill you and yo' siblings, get your brother hit
Chop speak real choppy, it got a stutter clip
7.62s hit anything on some horny shit
Ain't nobody trust you with the bag, all you do is fumble shit
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Prepared for everything, never stress, I know it come with this
Niggas plottin', I got guap to stop it, youngin's runnin' blicks
Niggas fakе, acting like it's problems, really want a pic
I got monstеrs, pop out, you a goner, they don't count attempts
Money counter gem, all these hunnid's bitch
MTV peep how I'm livin', I ain't stuntin' bitch
Rap money, trap money, baby throw it back for me
Lil' boy, you should work for Lids, too much cap for me
KrispyLife, know what the fuck going on
Iced Up Records bitch
When he with me, ain't nobody gon' touch face
Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie this bitch hard
[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
When he with me, ain't nobody gon' touch face
You could never up the score, 'cause all you do is pump-fake
Hunnid' feet stomped dawg, now he got a scuffed face
Young boy caught a body and he beat it, that's a luck case
Kill you and yo' siblings, get your brother hit
Chop speak real choppy, it got a stutter clip
7.62s hit anything on some horny shit
Ain't nobody trust you with the bag, all you do is fumble shit
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Prepared for everything, never stress, I know it come with this
Niggas plottin', I got guap to stop it, youngin's runnin' blicks
Niggas fakе, acting like it's problems, really want a pic
I got monstеrs, pop out, you a goner, they don't count attempts
Money counter gem, all these hunnid's bitch
MTV peep how I'm livin', I ain't stuntin' bitch
Rap money, trap money, baby throw it back for me
Lil' boy, you should work for Lids, too much cap for me
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