lirik lagu krispylife kidd & rmc mike - inna bag
[intro: krispylife kidd]
yeah, what bag i’m in? (it’s with a k, dumbass)
krispylife, oh, no, i f~cked up
b~tch
[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
better get your mans, or we gon’ keep beefin’
young dog’ll do my dirty work for a deep dish pizza
if i f~ck, i will not be leavin’
if you text a n~gga back, “hey,” i’ma think you cheatin’
[verse 2: rmc mike]
iphone user makin’ rolls off the flippies
i’m intoxicated, i just took her soul off the remy
she a dime b~tch, but i’ll never throw her ass a penny
we all know glocks ain’t got no safety, but i got more straps than jimmy
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
told the hood i was comin’ back in a bentley
sh~t real, so we gotta take the chopstick in benis
drop two hundred out this b~tch, got a glock, smith, the fifty
i ain’t tryna wrestle with n0body, i’ll pop me a n~gga
[verse 4: krispylife kidd]
clip shoot for seven days, so i’ma keep on squeezin’
call mike, he don’t stay far, he close by beecher
got an e on an important test and almost burned my teacher
hit a n~gga on top his waves, and i left him dreamin’
[verse 5: rmc mike]
knew we was gon’ blow before it happened, i’m a visionary
i was sellin’ real ice cream next to ben & jerry’s
ghetto boy soldiers, b~tch, we the new military
that new fn pack more horses than an engine carry
[verse 6: rio da yung og]
we bought four perc~10s from chuck and a six from barry
had to turn the flashlight on, it was gettin’ scary
put the red beam on his head, i bet i hit his cherry
n~gga, you ain’t really from the fifth, i sold a brick on
[verse 7: krispylife kidd]
ever got into it with a n~gga with more money than you?
i can tell that you broke, and you knew i knew
on house arrest, i had no pops, so i did the juice
b~tch suck my d~ck ’cause i’m fat and i’m kind of cute
i seen five friends, and i’m claimin’ two
gave rio one and i’m savin’ two
beat dog ass with brass knuckles and mace him too
mike smokin’ zazas, and he facin’ too
[verse 8: rmc mike]
my b~tch made me rice with some fish that was panfried
please approach me the right way, read the fan guide
i’ll drop a hundred out the chop until my hand tired
thirty racks for this plain~face rollie, but the band diamond
b~tch, and it match my chain
me and bro came up with a plan, we get racks the same
doggy ain’t never shot sh~t, i got an active aim
i prayed to god for a whole brick, then the package came
[interlude: rio da yung og]
man, y’all n~ggas out cold, bruh, y’all gon’ let me go to sleep
it’s the next day, i gotta do my eight, alright
[verse 9: rio da yung og]
he did a half~spin when i shot the fin, that’s one~eighty
cash kidd with the glass red, please pray i make it
got insurance on that pint, i’ma take it back and say i breaked it
oh, he just dropped another whip? i’ma finna make ’em paint it
don’t talk to me ’bout broke sh~t, you gon’ make me laugh
mike f~cked my b~tch without a mag’, it didn’t make me mad
b~tch, don’t do that when we in traffic, you gon’ make me crash
just bust a date with a young b~tch that look like stacey dash
[outro: krispylife kidd]
man, we should’ve left that n~gga sleep
f~ck
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