Steel Cage Fight lyrics

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Me and Gramz just linked again, let's get it poppin
I’ll have my young dawg kill you for 7 dollars
Clip long as hell, it'll last for 7 hours
Pop a n*gga up close, I need 7 showers

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
I've been plotting on this n*gga since the 7th hour
Unc got some sh*t on his nose, look like f*cking flower
You ain’t gon' do sh*t with that gun, n*gga, you a coward
I'm off [?] right now, I'm finna bet a thousand

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
I just drunk 7 lines, that sh*t got me nodding
I make the b*tch pus*y get loud, it's obnoxious
b*tch pus*y [?]
[?] on that pus*y, it was small, something like a dollar

[Verse 4: YSR Gramz]
I just got a pint of wokhart, only paid a dollar
My n*gga got burnt by a b*tch, 'cause he ain't war a condem
Told Kidd 2019, n*gga, we a problem
Invite some rap n*ggas to the stu, n*gga, we gon' rob them

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
My uncle, he a [?], [?] pop [?]
I’m at a party with a bomb on me, tryna get it poppin
I slid on a store, tryna knock [?] off [?]
I got some big sh*t, and knocked down a helicopter
[Verse 6: YSR Gramz]
I got a small ass gun, can fit it in my pocket
I got some bricks in the trunk, I’m riding with [?]
We ain't tryna save nobody life, we is not Obama
I know a Crip b*tch out in L.A., her name Latonya

[Verse 7: KrispyLife Kidd]
b*tch making me sick, Carona
Dumb sick b*tch, dumb ass ho
sh*t, doo doo head
f*ck
[?]
[?] recording the opps, so we got the Engineer stuck
I keep a 9 on me or better, I don’t fear stuff
If you ain't sucking di*k, [?] exit sign
You done broke down enough, brodie, the rest is mine
I shot boy last summer, only thing left his shrine
Broke b*tch [? ] rest declined
Me and Gramz on some Matt and Jeff Hardy sh*t, you ohe me money
Tryna go have fun while I'm 'bout to get [?]
Walk in the crib, tell my b*tch [?]
[?] starting sh*t
My favorite model on my Instagram, just hearting sh*t

[Verse 8: YSR Gramz]
Told Kidd tap me in, Jeff Hardy sh*t
We gon’ send a hundred find out what car he in
I been getting money since them n*ggas clamed Y.R.N
Shot the Glock so many times, I f*cked up my firing plan
He got dropped by a cheap gun, Smith [?]
n*gga call for some drank and only bought a line
You be stealing n*ggas' styles, you gon' catch a fine
I just f*cked this ugly b*tch, she wasn't even fine
[?] lil n*gga ain't got no life, he tryna commit a crime