Spicy Language lyrics

[Intro]
Enrgy made this one
It's with a K, dumbass

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Tha-tha-that's your n*gga money, you need to give it back
Your n*gga got his sh*t took, you had to get it back
Brodie's shoes got the size on a tip, he spent a rack
[?] sh*t got straps that say Gucci in cursive on the back
Trying not to laugh, but that n*gga a clown with it
AR-15 shoot and knock out the sound system
Brodie just got some P's, he going out of town with them
Call KD, he in ATL with my [?] chilling
I leave your favorite cousin stanking like [?]
Same dawg got with his kids, he was whole Christian
I'll f*ck up your Jordan right before Christmas
I'm all about my green like The Grinch that stole Christmas
Me and my n*ggas bad boys like the Pistons
Your n*ggas bad boys, the kind that get you sent to prison
Back in April, went to jail my first pistol
I shot at my baby mama, 'cause that b*tch was tripping
I can't game right now, 'cause I feel it coming
Told that b*tch keep sucking, 'cause I feel it c*mming
Bro put your gun on real quick, the hoes coming
Just wanna feel safe and not uncomfortable
Just hit a fan, that pus*y was good too
Almost shot a fan, he ran up, I was too spooked
Catch [?] ten toes, n*gga, you a fool
[Interlude]
n*gga, you a fo-

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Shells out the window, this a Taco Bell drive through
Bragging on your b*tch, yeah, that pus*y, that's mine too
We got 40's, XD's, 223's and 9's too
All about my pape, but I ain't the one to lie to
Slapped the f*ck out my b*tch mama, I ain't tried to
I ain't gon' speak on the poles that I done ran through

[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
Ain't gotta pop a n*gga, I can use my hands too
Dawg said he want a verse from Kidd, I need a band too
Me and my n*ggas stick together like our hands glued
Showed too much love, treat my haters like they fans too
Hit a n*gga, knock him out cold, fit in canned soup
I'm sick of [?] on that b*tch if she ran through
Got [?] and scuffed one of my Yeezys, they brand new
You let your mans get finessed, you a ham too
We just sold you fake Percs, you a ham, fool
Ask a n*gga what type of weed is this? And grab a handful
I am not mobile, if you only want a gram, dude
We the type to f*ck your party up and get it canceled