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[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
(What you wanna smoke, some zazas? I brought a 'bow out)
Me and AK Bandamont on some like, J. Cole
Like, positive vibes type shit
We gon' tell you 'bout this positive day (His name's Pablo)

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd & AK Bandamont]
My nigga raped a bitch, now he got a life sentence
I hit a bitch, her pussy was funky, I don't like fishes
Cook dope over campfire like I don't like kitchens
I ain't tryna fuck all day, I need five dicks
Drinkin' lean don't fuck with my— man
Drinkin' lean don't fuck with my organs like I got five kidneys
Got a small pond in my backyard, I got five lilies
Dog walked in with nothin' but fake jewelry, I counted nine dillies
When I'm in them stores swipin', my nickname Joseph
I just made ten thousand off some Cane Corsos
A fan made me shoes for promo, these some paid Forces
You fuck nothin' but dirty niggas, you make lame choices
I ain't fuckin' with nobody, I got my lane ordered
Y'all can't fuck with me, we ain't in the same orbit
Decide to bounce, slidin' on Tuesdays, this the same Norbit
Niggas proud of the views they bought, 'cause they paid for it
Put that lil' cheese up, bitch, that's chump change
You let your mans on your necklace, that's a dumb chain
I hit a bitch for a bottle, that was my drunk phase
Black nigga shoot the fuck out you, look like Flavor Flav (Yeah)

[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
I ain't even stressin' off this rap shit, I'm gettin' paid for days
She always been a slut bitch, she's tryna change her ways
I just pulled up with that powder, made her pay for 'caine
I heard the opps' power out, it's always gettin' flamed
Yeah, we always shoot it up
I catch you playin' with that nose, but she'll shoot it up
Lil' brodie said fuck school, he always screwin' up
These niggas broker than a bitch 'cause they don't do enough
Keep starin' at this Perc' pill, I'm finna chew it up
I'm kind of sick I popped two of 'em, then I threw it up
He got caught danglin' with the hoes, movin' loose as fuck
Drunk too much, I had a drank coma, I'ma shoot my tongue
I just pulled up in a fast car, right now, I'm zooted up
Bitch ain't never had a trap star, she only doin' bums
Bitch keep always playin' with my head, keep sayin' "You in love"
I know I gotta get my mind right, I'm keep on doin' drugs
Huh, I got used to it
Brodie on the West, he need drank, I'm finna shoot to him
I just did a hundred, beatin' on my chest, I leave this bitch ruined
A hundred in this chopper, I keep on shootin' 'til the clip ruined