Enrgy In My Basement

Lyrics

[Intro] (Enrgy made this one) KrispyLife It's-it's-it's— Bitch It's with a K, dumbass [Verse] Nigga play with me, he gon' die the next morning I just had a play for a band out of my morgues Make a sound like I play for a band out in my morgues These take 2.0s, baby, you cannot afford Shoot his bitch waitin' in here, alright, back to you, Doris I wanna pop a nigga on camera, come on, bro, record me She wanna fuck with me bad, but she cannot afford me Is we fuckin' or not? Can you chase my semen? I just wanna stuff you with these pills and take you out the region I got the plug on this bitches down the way in Cleveland A lovey-dovey type of nigga, but I'ma mistrеat you She face swallowed mе one day, I beat her in my beater She sucked my dick in a lil' car, that's an eater and an eater I dicked this bitch down, but I'll never eat her This bitch love me so much, but I don't wanna believe her Only pour fives up, I don't drink fours Have my Messi knock you off for some pesos I like my bitches bad, yeah, and my girl love my hoes If she fuck me, then she gotta fuck all my bros I'm a different type of nigga I can get the bag gone and then go swipin' with it I don't want that bitch if she ain't got no license with her The lean hittin' hard as hell, like I'm fightin' with it I'm in the kitchen with the— ugh, and I'm fightin' with it You swear you gon' hear pah pah, boy, who gon' be fightin' with you? Sneak dissin' on the Internet, who was that typin' with you? Free Bareface, bitch, I got five on Dizzle I got another five, if he shoot, he not gon' miss you You sure you wanna beef with us? It's a lot that come with it Lot of niggas want the sauce, call it sound trappin' They sit and take K checks for rap, how I sound trappin'? Your nigga support, they must love the sound of that captain You always been a team player, never been a team captain My nigga fuckin' with the Scooby Doo, he keep the Shaggy I'll pop your dumb ass, I'm not known for scrappin' Last video I was posted with a 9 on Gratiot I'm with Vez down the Six, we got the Mile slappin' This my life and I'm livin' how I'm supposed to Would've been dead or in jail, thank God for Pro Tools Can't blame me for wantin' to be the dope man I grew up around this shit, that's what I'm exposed to I've been lettin' my nuts drop like I'm supposed to Shoutout my nigga StanDro, he like, "You 'posed to" You got smitties and high points, we got poles too New chop go— the new Glock a four-two Always had a current risk, bitch, ain't got no wack jumper Enrgy made me this beat, now I'm ready to spark somethin' [Outro] Bitch KrispyLife, nigga A whole lot of that Dumb-ass nigga Iced Up shit, bitch