King Griffeys

Lyrics

[Intro] (Enrgy made this one) Alright, KrispyLife, nigga Alright, Enrgy, look 'Bout to get in that old-school— oops, hm Alright, look [Verse] 'Bout to get in that old-school bag and walk him down in Ken Griffeys Could've did it in Gucci, but I did it in some Distant I can't do nothin' with your pussy ass, you be snitchin' And I can't trust nothin' on your wrist, everything be tickin' Takin' pictures in my chain, you gon' piss me off, baby Alligator on my body, this Lacoste cost, baby Your boyfriend drinkin' all that green, he gon' turn to Hulk, baby Put my dick in her jaw, she can hardly talk, baby Heard you wanna buy some what? What? Hold on, hold on You said you tryna— I ain't understand you You said you tryna do what? Come on, speak up You said huh? Shut your pussy ass up You said you wanna buy an eighth? Let me call Mike That's a hundred-dollar eighth, instead of weed, you could've bought Vics Ain't play for the side, but he can punch bills or get your cart right That lil' 'bow that y'all bangin' out, bitch, we done bought twice Huh, I bought a new crib just to hold the loads You wеak-talk bitches, you beg her to gеt in the crib just to hold your clothes I ain't tender, all these bitches up for grabs, I don't hold no hoes At somebody else shit cuttin' the dice, I'll hold the lows I don't want you shootin' for me, I'll hold the pole Don't listen to none of these niggas, I'll ho them hoes Like I ain't never been to that marina, she can show me home Crib dirty, had to beat my bitch up, ho foldin' clothes I'm different, make a nigga eat his wings out an ashtray Hit her in my section, fuck around, make my tab stink My nigga smokin' weed, I caught contact, I'm half baked I'll post on my story, "Who up?" That's half bae I'm silent, I kept my mouth closed on my last case Thinkin' that you can fuck with one of us, boy, your ass laced I been sellin' cut, stomach fucked up, that was my last drank Talkin' 'bout how real you is, boy, your ass fake You a fake-ass ho I don't fuck with that cat like it's tic-tac-toe Everybody know that I'm the way, they tryna get that boat Moncler bubble shinin' hard, this a new-ass coat [Outro] Bitch KrispyLife, nigga Me and Enrgy done teamed back up and did that on these dumb-ass niggas Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Don't say the wrong shit and piss me off, baby, haha, yeah Said I'm gettin' a lot of— I'm a— alright Said I'm gettin' a lot of money, I'm a boss, baby Haha, yeah Yeah, alright, though That nigga pockets straight on slim— shady, woah, wait, hold on Cut that bitch off early, it's all love, nigga, KrispyLife, it's with a K, dumbass Alright, now