Street Fighter lyrics

[Intro]
(J, this sh*t too crazy)

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Got the best weed around this b*tch, I got krabby patties
n*gga think he f*ckin' with me in rap, he drink Natty Daddy's
I put a freak b*tch on that n*gga, he didn't drop the addy
You in love with that b*tch, I play step daddy

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Light skin b*tch my stepper, she remind me of Fancy
Took that b*tch to Taco Bell, not nowhere fancy
I'ma di*k this b*tch down, and shoot me up to Lansing
I'm shootin' Newport 100's, now he got cancer

[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
I was a ugly ass kid, they used to call me handsome
Dawg got on A.I. shoes, he gave the police answers
You the type to let some shots off, but don't do no damage
You out here cuffin' rat hoes, n*gga you a samich

[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
Free Brazy Aaron out that cell, get him out the slammer
Dawg not a thug, he used to j*rk, he was a dancer
I'm puttin' wood to your crib, I'm installing cabinets
I'm in a n*gga bushes, MTV Scare Tactics
[Verse 5: YSR Gramz]
I need a n*gga cleaned up, let me call Adam
I'm off some bullsh*t, I punched him in his Adam's apple
Fans wanna take a picture, but they scared to ask us
I'm mad they came with Corona, I can't catch my package

[Verse 6: KrispyLife Kidd]
Next video we shoot, b*tch we doin' it in a mansion
I made 10 off rap, and stopped trappin'
Knock a chunk off that n*gga, he too fragile
Stole tails off the ashtray, can't put sh*t past you

[Verse 7: YSR Gramz]
I bought a brick, and went and hit a lick, let me stop cappin'
Y'all believe anything n*ggas say, that's why I hate rappin'
He think his VLONE real, that's why I hate fashion
Burn a n*gga face with this wood, make him eat ashes

[Verse 8: KrispyLife Kidd]
Feds say Kidd be talkin' spicy, but n*ggas won't admit it
I do got kids, but to these hoes, I won't admit it
This sh*t might sound cap, but I don't be fibbin'
HiTech on the menu, that's what I'm sippin'

[Verse 9: YSR Gramz]
We got Dracos and Glocks, this n*gga got a smitty
Bro in love with that HiTech, that's why he ain't got no kidneys
A lot of these n*ggas crackheads, Bobby and Whitney
Dee Rich was on the run for 2 summers, that n*gga too shifty
[Verse 10: KrispyLife Kidd]
Been ballin' on these n*ggas, what a brazy pivot
I think I'm Cam'Ron b*tch, I'm screamin' Dipset
Why you playin' with me hoe? I am not a dipsh*t
My mama used to whoop my ass bad, I was a misfit