Spice Masters KrispyLife Kidd & RMC Mike

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
KrispyLife, nigga, alright
RMC Mike in this shit
(Coronado on the beat)
Look

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Spent a lot on these Guccis, so I'ma keep on walkin'
Ran up some dog shit, so I'ma keep on joggin'
Gramz bust his mouth down, told him, "Keep on talkin'"
Hit his hood with some big shit, the car keep on stallin'
So much shit in the trunk, I'm scared to move the whip
The waitress drop loads on him, that's what you call a tip
Hold this bitch sideways, tryna shoot like I'm hittin' the whip
You ain't never been on nothin', boy, you's a bitch

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Baby chopper hit him up close, removed his hip
Thumbin' through a hundred K cash, removed the slips
Handyman workin' on the crib, keeps tools and shit
Blew a nigga car up, he wouldn't move his shit
Only fuck with niggas that's like me, keep it too real
I done spent so much on Michael J's, I need a shoe deal
Ghetto Boy, Peezy ain't thе only one up two mil'
Boss shit, a snap of my finger could get you killеd