KrispyLife Kidd Talkin In Code lyrics

Talkin In Code

KrispyLife Kidd

GENRE
Rap
[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
I got so much energy
Okay, I got a lot of, okay, KrispyLife, that's what it was, okay

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
You and yo bitch keep lying, you got a capiana
Shot dawg and [?] that mean I dropped a dollar
We was on bullshit growing up, y'all played Cops and Robbers
Dawg ain't wanna fill the script so I robbed a doctor
That shit was so crucial
I can't sell nothing but Zaza Pachulia
I just fucked a bitch my auntie age, I love my cougar
I thought you was rookie Rondo, you is not no shooter

[Verse 2: 10kkev]
Cop a pack from me, bring to to you like a waiter
Put a hole in a nigga, turn him to a Life Saver
Just scammed this nigga in the NFL, he on a Raider
Out of all the hoes I fucked, I think yours is my favorite
950 for the LV polo with the zipper
How was five niggas putting on a ten dollar bottle of liquor?
That's two dollars a piece
I just hit yo bitch at yo crib and nutted on yo sheets

[Verse 3: StanWill]
Why the fuck is niggas switching sides?
Shoe soles bloody than a bitch, I'm finna slip and slide
Fuck the holidays, bitch, I really got this gift from God
If you talking 'bout niggas who shitting, better mention mine
Bitch, we up next, for real
Had to buy some thousand dollar shoes 'cause I step, for real
Fuck DJ Khaled, me and gang, we the best, for real
Catch him out of bounds, bro'll blow, he a ref, for real
[Verse 4: YSR Gramz]
I ain't gon' lie, I don't think Kidd wanted me on this song
I think this bitch a lil' kid, she always want my phone
FN slammed him on his neck, I just broke his bones
I'll have BabyTron shred you, they gon' think it's Mone
Ha-ha-ha, you better leave me alone
I need thirty-five hundred, you want me on yo song
A nigga try me? I shot his ass, shot him through my coat
Heard my nigga snitched on the opps, I shot him in his throat

[Verse 5: BabyTron]
It's eleven K's in the trunk, Kev, I'm one up
In a ski mask, you meet God, don't get slumped up
You be smoking Camel, it's yo bitch if I hump something
You the backup guard, when he injured, you get bumped up
Bitch asked for head like, LOL, peace sign
What's in my 'Wood? Like, LOL, three five
Jim Jones who? LOL, my whole team fly
Catch a burger with a burner, we gon' get him deep fried

[Verse 6: KrispyLife Kidd]
Damn, shot the party up, this bitch dead as hell
Slid in broad daylight, who got dreads for sell?
Before I can deposit, I gotta see who got meds for sell
Beat a kid ass bad, I got [?] for sell
[Verse 7: 10kkev]
I just scammed a white college student, this nigga go to Yale
Stole my teacher card back in school and I got expelled
The last nigga tried to stick me up, it didn't go so well
Eight hundred grams in one bag, we need a stand up scale

[Verse 8: StanWill]
Made him Toosie Slide, 7.62 coming out the Drac'
Told my bitch that she beautiful then nutted on her face
Put the Reaper on him, let him try to run off with my pape
Really in the jungle, it ain't shit to summon all my apes

[Verse 9: YSR Gramz]
I think I'm a gorilla, all I rock is BAPE
Driveway baby beat the clerk, tryna [?]
I will not roll it if the weed don't stank
I am not KrispyLife Kidd but I came with K

[Verse 10: BabyTron]
He just got my newest method, shit, at least that's what he thinks
I be talking codes in them stores, the clerk like, "What he mean?"
Caught his ass at Burger King and turned him to a onion ring
I think StanWill a pure sharp 'cause his jumper green

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