Fast Dudes

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
(Enrgy made this one)
(It's with a K, dumbass)
KrispyLife, alright
It's with a K, dumbass, ayy

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Glock a virgin, he ain't hit shit, he gotta fold somethin'
I been tweakin', goin' hard, yeah, the whole summer
The shit niggas dropped, it be trash, a whole dumpster
My bitch got out of line, so I had all my hoes dump her
Call Baby E, tell him bring out all the fast dudes
I ain't got no regular Glock, this the fast dude
Hollows'll hit your skin, but these ain't tattoos
I'll put these bitches in your car like this fast food

[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Curved clip on the micro Drac' look like a cashew
I already lapped you, so don't think this first time I passed you
Nigga you was a random in the pic if I ain't tagged you
Glock shoot sevеnty miles per hour, this bitch a fast dude
And thе whip cost fifty
His crib cost a hundred, hit his block and now it's fifty
Chop take a nigga out his socks, it's so shifty
Just got a Scat in the D, if you wanna cop it, meet me in the city

[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
My bitch keep it a hundred, she an honest ho
I'm out of town with the plug at a Pappadeauxs
I hate when niggas pocket watch and try to count the roll
This right here dog shit, it won't spread or fold

[Verse 4: Babyfxce E]
Everybody call me G.O.A.T., but I ain't sayin' it, though
Niggas ask me how I did it, I ain't plan this, bro
I was makin' dog shit, wasn't in no studio
I was in the traphouse chillin' with a two-two pole

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
My Black nigga like to shoot, look like Flavor Flav
Went to get food and somebody died in Famous Dave's
Leave your crib smokin' like a nigga hit it with some sage
I popped somebody, gotta get a cut, I'ma miss the braids
I fuck with that head, get the balls, baby
On some freaky shit, get the hauls, baby
On my third distribution in two years, who you call lazy?
I pulled up to this bitch four pockets full, let me call Baby
I keep slidin' out the window like I'm Ricky killer
Promoter pissed, I done pulled up with like fifty niggas
I don't fight hoes no more, I'm a changed man, I'm a different nigga
I done snuck the Glock in the club, I'm finna kill a stripper
This bitch stay in my pocket like jeans come with it
This the baby Glock, but when it decock, it's three more inches
My fiend retired from GM, he got three more pensions
Thought that was the only Glock, my nigga pulled up with six more pistols

[Verse 6: Babyfxce E]
Kidd got six, I'ma pull up with like three more bitches
Keep a two-two by the door, that's the peephole pistol
Damn, that bitch rough, let me see, then I'ma keep your pistol
Why your bitch talkin' while we talkin'? You need to teach your women
Bitch, that's a BBL, I can peep the difference
They like, "Do you got your CPL? 'Cause I can't see your pistol"
I just don't give a fuck, I'm a fuckin' menace
P let us drive the Bentley truck, we hangin' out the window
If we can't find a striker, we bangin' out the rental
Crop just dropped, to dry the planks, we hang 'em off the ceiling
They just booked me for a show, we bangin' out the building
A nigga say he want a deuce of drank, I drained it out my kidney

[Outro: Babyfxce E]
Shit
Huh, nigga
It's with an X, nigga
Fxce