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Spice Language - KrispyLife Kidd
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Spice Language KrispyLife Kidd

Spice Language - KrispyLife Kidd
[Intro]
KrispyLife, bitch
It's with a K, dumb ass
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
Fuck goin' on, nigga?
Ayy

[Verse]
Niggas hit my line every time, they tryna fix a drought
Hit a nigga spot, but I'm in and out
Dog died from a post, that's the end of clout
Hit a nigga crib with big shit, this'll bend the couch
Clip longer than a paragraph with no conclusion
Wanna be inside my hood, bitch, with no confusion
Always talkin' 'bout the money you made, ain't you 'posed to do it?
You took a L on that weak-ass chain, you wasn't supposed to lose it
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
This bitch hard as fuck
Wide-screen in the SUV, I can park this truck
If I clap my hands hard enough, it'll start the truck
Off two Perc 30s, make it hard to bust
Freaky bitch, she'll hit me with that neck thrower
All I got is shooters on my team, Leandro Barbosa
Street nigga turned rapper, I'm a park owner
Torture dog, fuck around and turn into a dart thrower
Somebody grab razorblades
I'm all about my chicken, bitch, no Raising Canes
I be skippin' states, from plane to plane
Dog don't really want the beef, fuck Famous Daves
(This one's too hard)
Fuck an associate
Dog say the wrong shit in here, I'll rope this bitch
She ain't all the way a gram up, I had to coach this bitch
I'm servin' to an old gang member, I want loc to quit
I'm convinced, dog ain't shit but a burger
You a store runner, you a worker
You ain't never been the boss of shit, you a purper
Cameras in the crib, they sense motion, what's a lurker?
You stuntin' with your bitch, word check, what's the purpose?
I'm ready to up the score in this bitch, I just Dirked him
Damn, shit, fuck, alright
Okay, bitch
Your favorite rapper just sad as fuck (Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
Dog tried to— alright, alright
Your favorite rapper, he goin' out sad as fuck
I had to hold that nigga, he tried to dap me up
You let all the homies hit, why I'm the last to fuck?
I know you smokin' boo-boo, please don't pass the blunt
If you scared, go to church, hit a pastor up
Catch dog comin' out of church, I hit a pastor up
I came up on bullshit, we don't fight fair
I wanted to boom and wrap the trap, bringin' Mike there
The whole team got twenty-threes like Mike here
A drunk ho fell on the table, now I got white hair
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