100 Deep

[Intro: TruCarr]
Ayy
(Trapboy3k)

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
I don't think her mama like me, I got pole pokin'
You got a sister, then I'll put some hoes on her
This bitch was naked, I had to put some clothes on her
Stepped on some work so bad, you see my toes on it

[Verse 2: TruCarr]
Whoop a nigga ass with my chain, he got stoned, look
They was tryna tell me don't do it, then I stole on 'em
Know I still fuck around with the guys, I can't fold on 'em
Big pape', nigga, I can flex like I'm swole on 'em

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
More than one gun, bitch, we got extra chops
Split a nigga's street in half, he got extra blocks
Slid on the whole family, we made еxtra stops
Spell it with a K, KrispyLife, bitch, yeah, I'm nеxt to pop

[Verse 4: TruCarr]
Cut a bitch off, do you wanna have sex or not?
Hit one jugg, then another was next to plot
I can get a nigga gone with a head nod
Last nigga tried to diss, that nigga dead now

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
One phone call, leave you smokin' like a chimney
In LA, need a blower, let me call Benji
Ridin' around with a double-barrel, you better call Ricky
Your daddy a pastor, you a bitch, you all Diddy

[Verse 6: TruCarr]
Yeah, I can do it B-I-G, they thought I called Biggie
Hundred niggas pull up thick, yeah, them Carrs with me
I don't give a bitch shit but dick, yeah, they all picky
Never turn down, I'm with the gang, yeah, we all litty

[Verse 7: KrispyLife Kidd]
Turnaround after turnaround, I'm startin' to get dizzy
Like I love BBWs, I got a big bitch with me
My niggas ain't 'bout no games, they about business
I heard you workin' with the feds, you brung the cops with you

[Verse 8: TruCarr]
I got a fifty-round drum on the glizzy
From my block, nigga, to your city
Hundred of these hundreds, it ain't crispy
Never leave the house without your blicky

[Verse 9: KrispyLife Kidd]
I'm in LA with TruCarr
Nigga tried to slide on us and we had to chew the car
See me out with so— alright
See me out with so many shots, you thought you was at a bar