[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]

Alright

KrispyLife

(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)

They can’t, they can't, they can't fuck with you, Clean Up

Shit

Fuck

Bitch

Ayy

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]

Four hundred minus eight, that’s what I'm speedin' in

Gelato Black Cherry, that's what I'm breathin' in

Marble toilet in my bathroom, that's what I'm peein’ in

California king in my room, that’s what I'm sleepin’ in

[Verse 2: Clean Up Man]

When I need a pint of green, I call my titi friend

Beat a nigga head in bad, now he bleedin' in

Oh, the opps in the club? They ain't leavin' then

I’m off a four, don't call my phone, I'm sleepin' in

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]

I'd be mad too if my nigga was rolled up in a thoink

Get a nigga burnt in this bitch, the end of a joint

I just met up with my fiend out in Grosse Pointe

Get a nigga family whacked at the beach and all I did was point

[Verse 4: Clean Up Man]

My white boy drink Fireball and smoke joints

We would've seent you at that party, would've smoked boy

Real get-back gang like I'm Doe Boy

I ain't signed to French, but I'm a motherfuckin' coke boy

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]

Young dog used to do fillies, used to flip gas

I'm on my way down south, let me hit Tas

Dog on some jackboy shit, I just hit mask

Hoes don't ever listen to you 'cause you pimp trash

I'm rich from poverty, jacuzzi in the projects

Got Cartis on, ridin' on Ruccis and they offset

Seventy-five hundred I just spent on a golf set

In order for you to hang, you gon' need yours and your boss check

The cookhouse just burned down, we done lost meth

These niggas hoes, they might as well crossdress

Fat as hell, fuckin' all these hoes, I done lost breath

Dog on some tough shit, faow-faow, he done lost chest

[Verse 6: Clean Up Man]

Feelin' like Louie Ray, I'm still grindin' and shit

Think you fuckin' with me, you must be off all kinds of shit

You roll 'Woods, run to the store when niggas run out of shit

I'm tryna stuff this bitch with a couple scripts if the condom fit

I never seen them Louis in the store, what kind them is?

My lil' nigga grimy as fuck, he just rob and steal

My other nigga on papers, he tryna catch a body still

Niggas out here missin' on purpose, ain't tryna kill

Yup, and Danny G made the beat

Bitch, play with your kids and BD, don't play with me

Like Krispy was in the car, aight

Like Krispy was in the car, I got a big-ass K with me