Roll The Dice

Lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd] Kris-KrispyLife YS-YSR [Chorus: YSR Gramz] I done ran out of bags, took a whole night Still hanging with that nigga, and he fold twice Say we looking like a lick, come roll the dice Niggas don't like the lemon, they'll ruin they life I done ran out of bags, took a whole night Still hanging with that nigga, and he fold twice Say we looking like a lick, come roll the dice Niggas don't like the lemon, they'll ruin they life [Verse 1: YSR Gramz] Why would I beef with you niggas? Heard your dawg a mice This money shit getting easy, like riding a bike Put his ass in a box, like they do on Skype Bitch, I got on Off Whites, I might fuck your wife Bitch, I'm getting easy money in these Yeezy runners Every time I leave Beacher, I miss a hundred Niggas don't like us, like Uncle Ruckus That can be a li'l bitch, but I'm still gonna fuck her Keep P up in the crib, 'cause he show out in public Why would you up that lil money? Li'l nigga, tuck it Why the fuck you got a gun? You won't even buss it I like my bitches real boujee, you couldn't even touch her You'll get your boo smoked, if you fucking touch me We don't fuck with Dracos, all our K's Russian I don't smoke Russian Creams, I like Honey Burben I could've got dawg killed, but it wasn't worth it [Chorus: YSR Gramz] I done ran out of bags, took a whole night Still hanging with that nigga, and he fold twice Say we looking like a lick, come roll the dice Niggas don't like the lemon, they'll ruin they life I done ran out of bags, took a whole night Still hanging with that nigga, and he fold twice Say we looking like a lick, come roll the dice Niggas don't like the lemon, they'll ruin they life [Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd] My niggas hit the road cappin', less than two nights You would think that these niggas jumped on a flight You start to think that they drivers, Jesus Christ [?] got what you need, he ain't sell a pint My niggas solid from that block, we don't hang with mice I got a plug that fuck with me, he'll change his price I've been on bullshit, need to change my life I used to love the way you stuff, but I changed my type [?] timers, he done paid me twice My bitch and my gun, it's the same hight Bro was having stomach pains for like four nights I gave my last [?] and I saved his life [Chorus: YSR Gramz] I done ran out of bags, took a whole night Still hanging with that nigga, and he fold twice Say we looking like a lick, come roll the dice Niggas don't like the lemon, they'll ruin they life I done ran out of bags, took a whole night Still hanging with that nigga, and he fold twice Say we looking like a lick, come roll the dice Niggas don't like the lemon, they'll ruin they life