Flint to Grand Rapids lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
b*tch (It's a Wayne beat)
We gon' do it just like this
AK, Wayne, look
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
Ayy

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
I came from Flint all the way to Grand Rapids with more than a half
All that sh*t these n*ggas smokin', that sh*t just be trash
b*tch seen my money, eyes got big, she thought it was my stash
I'll pay for the head, but I'm not payin' for ass
I'm out my mind, I'm in here tweakin', I'm off this liquor
f*ck around and get to tweakin', I'ma blow a stripper
My watch cost another— uh, what—
I done lost my f*ckin' chain of thought
You keep puttin' your money in the bags, but gettin' the same results
We press up pills with the fetty in 'em and get thе same results
When I was youngеr, saw what my mama bought me, it was things of chalk
And my driveway look like a car show, this the same as Ross
If you gon' get that BBL, get the lipo with it
She seen my chain and got to blinkin', this b*tch hydroglistic
She love me, she trust me, so she gon' let me pimp her
I pull up and get to shootin' sh*t like I'm Simbaa
What's in my cup? this b*tch dark, it look like Bodyarmor
We aimin' straight for your head, you don't need no body armor
I broke my b*tch heart in fourth grade, I got a lot of karma
I'm the reason they shut down, I f*cked around and shot up Little Darlings
My n*gga got hella traps, I can't even name half the spots
Throw a grenade at one of my opps and blow up half his block
My n*gga get electronics and I'm tryna bust down an Apple Watch
b*tch skinny, she can't f*ck, she only took half the c*ck
[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
I wake up, don't never sit long, I go and get it
It take one shot to take your head off, I'm so efficient
You ain't never had ten of 'em at the trap, we call it grittin'
He was tryna stack three hundred, they sent brodie off to prison
I done really seen some n*ggas catch life, I want a ticket
She show her kitty all on Live, I guess lil' girly want attention
Brodie showed a switchy all on Live, I told him, "Chill, the feds listenin'"
This b*tch sent me to the white clouds, her head gifted
Bro bought a pint of blood, but he a Crip, he set trippin'
Before I buy these thousand blue Percs, I gotta check these b*tches
I made the crack hit different, I put meth in it
Huh, I just made the pop change, I poured red in it
Huh, they shot him up and he was ridden, they put lead in him
Huh, all my hoes be sayin' I'm gifted when I ram in it
Right now, I'm drivin' somethin' expensive, it got a red engine
I'm a G.O.A.T. with this crack pot, but it ain't lamb in it
Bro found a n*gga stash house, so we ran in it
They heard that one sh*t and ran with it, man, them n*ggas scared
I got a 40 on my lap and I'm prepared
Can't f*ck a ho without a condom 'cause I'm rare and I know it
Ain't never gotta buy weed again, unc' grow it
Two weapons on me in the east, Hulk Hogan
They say murder what she wrote, this Glock on me
Huh, and it got a twin too, it's not lonely