Jack Boy lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
KrispyLife!
It's with a K, dumbass
You said what its with b*tch?

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd & AK Bandamont]
Before I went to rap, I was on some Jackboy sh*t
Suck my di*k while I do the dash, ima crash my whip (skrr skrr)
Old man, falling off the porch, I came off the hip
Jesus and the devil in a fist fight, can't count on sh*t
Somebody gotta push me, or I'm not on sh*t
[?] got this 50 or I'm not gonna miss (hell nah)
Your b*tch [?] but when she with you, she not on sh*t (not a thang)
It's the first, I just spent 10 but that's not on rent (facts)
Walk past your ass not cause I'm bushy, it's cause I'm tint
Hit a n*gga with a pistol, or make him taste my fist (hit a hoe)
Stab a n*gga with the same fit, tried to steal my drip
Heard my sister selling pus*y, I got to kill my sis (what?)
Keep a pocket full of blues, like I hang with Nip
Showed your b*tch how to choose, and use a lot of spit
n*ggas don't know I'm Big Goaty around this b*tch
Spell it with a K or I'll get evil around this b*tch (Get bands a lot)

[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
My phone slap, I ran up a dub off it, I don't call on sh*t
n*ggas are broke, y'all f*cked your back up, but I don't fall on sh*t
I made one call, I got 4 lines off it, I'm finna call again
[?]
Pull up while I'm driving smoking the wood, just breaking laws and sh*t
I picked this b*tch saying stuff the pills, I'm finna call her friend
I just spent a 10 on a re-up, and hit this sh*t again
Your dog couldn't step a whole brick with his foot, I hit it with my hand
I'm on the road, I ain't got no license
Plug said he got 10 pounds stashed in the woods, we finna go hike it
I whacked this n*gga, his voice still in my head, I got a ghost writer
This b*tch last name Houston, she live at the Whitney, she got a dope idol