Real Grease KrispyLife Kidd

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
KrispyLife nigga
Fuck niggas talking about?
Alright

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
I ain't gon' lie, all 2020 I been dropping grease
Gramz said "fuck rap" he could sell a pound a week
Hoes stayed laughing when I said I could pop my heat
Now I got enough guns to shoot 1,000 rounds a week
Last nigga played with me is now deceased
Niggas was sleepin' on me, now they can barely sleep
I'm hungry for this shit, welcome to the belly of the beast
Shit could get ugly around this bitch like that nigga kids
I won't say an adlib if you ain't got no cheese
I'm serious with this shit it came to me in a dream
Whole world think I'm a Blood, but I just bang Bs
Brodie 'nem'll do you bold, and they bang Cs
You wanna cop out the beef? Nigga, better say please
[?] favorite rapper [?] say cheese
Hit dawg head with something cold, give him a brain freeze
A bitch give me head until my thang sneeze
I was selling pills and picked up methamphetamines
Just got a tree cutter, but I ain't cuttin' trees
You wanna sell me something? Then sell me some lean
I could call D and see about whatever type of lean
I can't cap, I been gettin' off
Your last nigga can't fuck with me, he a lint ball
Niggas try to count me out, now they got me pissed off
The plug hit me with a nine piece, I feel like Rick Ross
Never shy away from gunplay, I love stick talk
You ain't never been the plug, you don't know no brick talk
My uncle showed me how to cook dope, he know the whip talk
My mama caught us in the attic, she was pissed off