[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
Yeah, what bag I'm in? (It's with a K, dumbass)
KrispyLife, oh, no, I fucked up
Bitch

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Better get your mans, or we gon' keep beefin'
Young dog'll do my dirty work for a deep dish pizza
If I fuck, I will not be leavin'
If you text a nigga back, "Hey," I'ma think you cheatin' (Hey)

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
​iPhone user makin' rolls off the flippies
I'm intoxicated, I just took her soul off the Remy
She a dime bitch, but I'll never throw her ass a penny
We all know Glocks ain't got no safety, but I got more straps than Jimmy

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
Told the hood I was comin' back in a Bentley
Shit real, so we gotta take the chopstick in Beni's
Drop two hundred out this bitch, got a Glock, Smith, the fifty
I ain't tryna wrestle with nobody, I'll pop mе a nigga

[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
Clip shoot for seven days, so I'ma keep on squeezin'
Call Mike, hе don't stay far, he close by Beecher
Got an E on an important test and almost burned my teacher
Hit a nigga on top his waves, and I left him dreamin'
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