Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
Spadez
[Chorus]
So crispy, bitches wanna kiss me
Haters wanna diss me
Tell 'em they could miss me
Want it? Know I got it
So, tell 'em they could hit me
And I'm laid up with your bitch sippin' mint tea
[Verse 1]
Kush blowing like it's windy
I don't got the drip on me 'cause I got it in me (drip)
I'ma let 'em talk 'cause that shit don't offend me (aha)
And I like to mismatch Gucci with the Fendi (woo)
And they kinda trendy
Me? I'm kinda timeless (facts)
Hate is a disease and I think you got the virus (you do)
Bitches hear my shit and they like "Girl, where you find this?"
"I don't know, but that boy Spadez, he the finest" (woo)
[Chorus]
So crispy, bitches wanna kiss me
Haters wanna diss me
Tell 'em they could miss me
Want it? Know I got it
So, tell 'em they could hit me
And I'm laid up with your bitch sippin' mint tea
[Verse 2]
(they gon', they gon')
They gon' play my shit and rewind it
She give me the brain then forget where her mind is (where?)
I'll never ever forget what the grind is
Bitch I'm gettin' better with the time like wine is (mhmm)
It be the ones that don't be doin' shit that wanna chime in (facts)
Hit 'em with the Heisman
I ain't gotta lie, and I'm
Running through these chicks and these checks like a lineman
By the way (by the way)
My girl spicier than cayenne (facts)
[Chorus]
So crispy, bitches wanna kiss me
Haters wanna diss me
Tell 'em they could miss me
Want it? Know I got it
So, tell 'em they could hit me
And I'm laid up with your bitch sippin' mint tea
[Bridge]
Wake up and I bake up, that's the only way I know
Trying to get my cake up, that's the only way I know
Had the P's for the low
Drive-thru, get that shit to go
I'm about to wake 'em up just like a cup of Joe
Couple hoes, double dose
Couple O's, double those
Double up, eighteen hundred in my stomach bubblin' up
Sippin' out the fifth
Bitch I'm with the shits
Bitches wanna kiss, haters wanna diss
Tell 'em they could miss me
[Chorus]
So crispy, bitches wanna kiss me
Haters wanna diss me
Tell 'em they could miss me
Want it? Know I got it
So, tell 'em they could hit me
And I'm laid up with your bitch sippin' mint tea