Shannon Sharpe

Lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd] (Ay B, turn my shit up) Alright (Coronado on the beat) KrispyLife Addicted to winning, if— alright What I say Let's let that bitch ride for a second (Iced Up Records) Look [Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd] Addicted to winning, if I lose, it make my stomach hurt Could never trust a stranger, I put my brother first If the rap stop working, then this oven work (Yeah) My nigga got hands, he just punched a purse [Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo] Fuckin' around, drunk some cut, now my stomach hurt Was gon' get that bitch plain, had to flood it first Crib bigger than the pastor, I ain't come to church Switchy on the Glock, hit the beam 'til the button jerk [Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd] California king, it's hard to take this bed up Everything you drop flop, I know you fed up Having a bad day, it's okay, Vez got some meds tucked Got a ten in each pocket, it's hard to keep my pants up [Verse 4: Icewear Vezzo] Yeah, run it up without my brothers, I ain't got friends Rich nigga, throw a party in a drophead Real stepper, we ain't gang, I don't lock hands [?] water, turn a bezel to a mop head [Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd] Roc Nation got JAY-Z and I got Vez Call a freaky bitch up and tell her bring that WAP in Nah, hit my nigga up, tell him bring that Wock' in Brought the Maybach to the trenches, you can't tell me shit about Benz Pull the shiesty down and get to purging Hitman from Iraq'll crash out for a designer turban All my clips come with a curve, I be shooting in cursive I'ma catch a domestic if I keep hittin' Fergie [Verse 6: Icewear Vezzo & KrispyLife Kidd] Dog plug in L.A., he just give me birdies I just got a clean Sprite, finna get it dirty Fifteen hundred for an eight, yeah, that's fifty thirties Pull up, fuck around, and leave somethin' like I'm in a hurry Half a million for the Ghost, we don't ride Demons Krispy put the city on, we finna buy Beecher (That's cool) We gon' buy the 6 too, yeah, it's slime season (Come on) Bronem overdosed off a Perc', nigga died tweaking [Verse 7: KrispyLife Kidd] My niggas licensed up to shoot you, you will die for reaching Ridin' with baldheads in the clip, alopecia Highly blessed with this pape', I'll sign a preacher Nigga died tryna buy a verse, that's how you kill a feature [Verse 8: Icewear Vezzo] Sold his ass a whole song, I'll hid a feature I wanna fuck, I want the brain, I'll hit a teacher Pockets stuffed with cheese pizza, this Little Caesars [Verse 9: KrispyLife Kidd] I could've rolled with kathy, but I pulled up with nina It's kinda hard to be a rapper and a gang member Holographic scope on the chop make my aim different Lost two homies in one summer, yeah, my pain different Get a bag just to show up, yeah, my name different Feel bad 'cause I cook my kids' noodles out the same kitchen I just made this, bro, this ain't the same chicken (Iced Up Records) [Verse 10: Icewear Vezzo] Look, took the money to the club, finna rain Nipseys Whole game full of house slaves, we made niggas, yeah