Spicelations 3:32 by KrispyLife Kidd (Ft. BabyTron & RMC Mike)
Spicelations 3:32 by KrispyLife Kidd (Ft. BabyTron & RMC Mike)

Spicelations 3:32

KrispyLife Kidd & RMC Mike & BabyTron * Track #9 On Ricky Killer

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Spicelations 3:32 by KrispyLife Kidd (Ft. BabyTron & RMC Mike)

Release Date
Fri Jul 31 2020
Performed by
KrispyLife KiddRMC Mike & BabyTron
Produced by
GloPaulBeatz
Writed by
KrispyLife Kidd & RMC Mike & BabyTron

Spicelations 3:32 Lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
KrispyLife
(Damn, Glo, you killed this one)
Like that

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
I'm out there in that water like a coast guard
The smoke I'm giving these niggas free, no charge
These niggas down like my phone, it ain't got no charge
Call you young boys tooty fruities, y'all is not hard
Hold on, I don't think I wanna say it like that (313 Mafia)
I don't wanna cuddle, just put my thing in her
She been a notorious ho, but I put my faith in her
You in a Scat, I'm in a 'Cat, yeah, we race different
I got fifty, you got ten, yeah, we paying different
I'll never tell, that's why my case pending
Shrimp and steak for me, you like Mickey D's, our taste different
I don't like having fives or ten, my roll got a limit
Only time you hate is when you see me with a lot of women
I'm tryna stay focused, I'm in a big baggie
Niggas better get right or get hit with Kathy
I'm really GOAT and these niggas' step daddy
Was with my son and seen an opp and roped off the pep rally
I'm sick these niggas got five and they braggin'
If I had five, I wouldn't even show my family
I wouldn't even— hold on
I don't wanna say it like that no more, look
I don't think these niggas know how I'm bomin'
Hire a hitman from Jerusalem, he'll whack you for a plate of hummus
My nigga bought a 'bow with a roll of fake hundreds
I ain't your average nigga, so I can't go clubbing
Old girl can't spend a night unless she fucking
I don't wanna go to no party, I'll pop your cousin
Lowkey, I don't need no cosign, I'm top five
Last time I tripped was with Mike on "Monetized"

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Bitch (Damn, Glo, you killed this one)
My nigga YN Jay the Coochie Man, I'm the Kitty Master
Nigga, fuck a four for four, I'm a biggie bag it
Sip so much lean, I think I need a kidney transplant
Spice talking made me thirty thousand off of Cash App
In the booth high off Perc' thirties, couldn't find the mic (313 Mafia)
Told girly hop off my dick, she wasn't ridin' it right
I was on the road at sixteen with no kind of license
Spirit fucked around and lost my bag and I robbed the pilot
Forty million streams in a year, yeah, that's kind of priceless
Finna do a show overseas, I gotta fly to Iceland
I be chasing cake everyday, but without the icing
Headhunter, bitch suck my dick with a lot of excitement
The city ours, ain't no cap when I'm on the beat
Ran up a check through quarantine, I'm corona free
This bitch want J. Alexander, I bought her corn beef
My nigga want a eight of Wock', I mixed it with a four of green
Damn, that's some dirty shit
PO came with a drug test, bro had dirty piss
We can't conversate if your watch only a thirty-six
Five in the mornin' makin' plays, I had an early shift
I ain't even wanna speak, but damn, girly thick
Her breath stink, she tried to suck my dick with some dirty spit
Doctor Dolittle, bitch, I can make a birdy flip
Forty-two millimeter on my James Worthy shit
Kick my bitch off the road, she a bad driver
Bro made a— shh, out them stores, you can ask Meijer's
Freaky nigga, I done hit more bitches than Quagmire
Nigga tried to get the ups on me, but it backfired

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shoot down to Beecher— (Damn, Glo, you killed this one)
Ayy
Shoot down to Beecher, then I'm linkin' up with gang and them
Chopstick slam him on his head like Kurt Angle and them
Got a thousand Visas on me, fuck around and make an M
For that young money, up the Drac', feel like Wayne and them, huh
Kidd and Mike eating Wendy's, I'm at Benihana (313 Mafia)
.223 slam dunk on 'em, I called the semi Giannis
Designer kick fetish, fuck around, Balenciaga it
All that tough shit and big talk, but I bet we rob him
Boy, you smoking mid, that shit barely toxic
Mike tripping off the Runtz, had to sprinkle Larry on it
Let your bitch throw the pussy at me, I'ma Barry Bonds it
All them pics with that Glock 40, I smell the scary on him
I rock Virgil and Dior, yes, I'm a fancy guy
Bought your bitch Burberry undies to put my hands inside
This a hundred round, fucker, it hits who you standing by
Finna buy a street in Detroit and name it Scammer Drive
Bitch, I'm knowing I'm the man inside
Finna take a trip to LA, watch the Lambo fly
Put a hundred on the dash, I ain't used to have no rides
Listen, bitch, this shit simple, you just jam and slide
If I catch him in that rust bucket, he gon' crash his ride
I heard her boyfriend mad, what, you mad she mine?
Cut into the worker on the plane, bitch, I asked for Sprite
I'ma ham him, I'm a scammer
Ride around with hammer, shoot this bitch like it's a camera
Heard you smoking bammer, Turtle Pie, bitch, I'm on Saturn
Footwork Margiela, I got paint work with the splatter
Catch an opp in traffic, punch his window 'til it shatter
Stan need to chill, thirty shotter make him scatter
Gang

Spicelations 3:32 Q&A

Who wrote Spicelations 3:32's ?

Spicelations 3:32 was written by KrispyLife Kidd & RMC Mike & BabyTron.

Who produced Spicelations 3:32's ?

Spicelations 3:32 was produced by GloPaulBeatz.

When did KrispyLife Kidd release Spicelations 3:32?

KrispyLife Kidd released Spicelations 3:32 on Fri Jul 31 2020.

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