krispylife kidd – understand the spice lyrics
[verse: krispylife kidd & rmc mike]
you wanna die over some petty sh+t?
dawg shooting in the sky, tryna get heaven hit
this a [?], this ain’t no [?], b+tch
i just popped security in the club, on some belly sh+t
we been trapping since the sandbox
it’s some bullsh+t, cut the brades, go dreadlocks
i’m from flint, f+ck a b+tch, make her bed rock
[?] with a red dot
pour some wok in [?] taste like red pop
two to the back, one to the chest, then the headshot
b+tch, that’s an overk!ll
tat my name on your left titty, so i know it’s real
[?] sneak dissing, get your soldiers k!lled
[?] forgies, [?] moder [?]
best sh+t talkers in the state, yes, they know the real
yeah, they know the real
thought [?] straight drop
[?]
come over, ain’t no movies, it’s just straight c+ck
[?]
mike just dropped joonior season, and he passed the game
[?] coming out of bible studdy, get the pastter flamed
[?] greese maker
i ain’t coming with no motherf+cking [?] get your master grade
[?]
introduced the world to spice talk, now my statis changed
i just want the pape out this sh+t, ya’ll can have the fame
real hustler, i touched a hundred k before i had a name
don’t believe me? you can ask my brother [?]
off the [?] f+ck it, [?] bust [?]
[?] tucking me a [?]
i don’t want no h+llcat, b+tch, i’m [?] a bentley
mike just got a new smile, his sh+t all white
i’m in the club with a fifty, and a small bike
[?] a n+gga in the club, he just stepped on my all whites
come in my trap, no green, you see all white
and i ain’t talking ’bout no snow bunnys
[?] i’m a road junky
[?] old money
i just started spending rap checks, but that’s old money
eh kidd, call the plug [?]
i need a [?]
[?]
i got [?]
i think he stole from me
if you not the boss of your clique, you be store running
i just got a pint of techy from my old woman
[?] i got an active nine
dawg tryna play games, and [?] for a ps five
i don’t speak on the opps no more, n+gga, we up five
sold a hundred bolls in two weeks, now [?]
ride through the six with sixty on me, better not see [?]
threw the bag to the end zone, [?]
[?] pull up in the six with a six
i got you
sh+t, i’m tryna see lebron
b+tch sucked me and f+cked me for [?]
dawg talking ’bout he ain’t tell, he got [?]
[?] old school [?]
n+gga, run it down on the game one more time, n+gga, he gon die
[?] n+gga, we gon fly
[?] free the whole f+cking ghetto
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