Ignorant lyrics

[Intro: Clean Up Man]
(J X L A N, is this crack?)
Yup
KrispyLife sh*t
Yeah, they can't f*ck with you, Clean Up

[Verse 1: Clean Up Man]
High off drank, I ain't smoked out the pound yet
Man, I'm high as f*ck
Dirty-ass Guccis, they ain't even hit the ground yet
Silencer on the K, this b*tch ain't made a sound yet
I'm tired of f*ckin' sisters like, "Where your moms at?"
Bust in this b*tch eye, she can't find where the towel at
A thousand rounds in the car, shootin' longer than a soundtrack
n*ggas love talkin' crazy 'til I shoot where your mouth at
The bag I done hopped in, this b*tch a big one
My n*gga, if I beat my b*tch in public, mind your business
I'm trippin', just popped two opps and hit a witness
Ridiculous, I just pourеd Flint water in a Simply
I know n*ggas ain't really hard, I check n*ggas' tеmperatures
Crack a n*gga head down the middle with a f*ckin' Dillinger
n*gga tried to fight at the mall and got popped on Miller
b*tch, we the opposition, you don't know Ricky killer?

[Interlude: KrispyLife Kidd]
Man, sh*t, lil' bro
I don't think them n*ggas know no Ricky— alright, yeah
Ahh
f*ck
[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
This VLONE, yeah, this the big one
It go up by the size, so you know the sh*t expensive
I need a forklift for the 'bows, yeah, these the big ones
I ain't Wally Watkins, but I'm chasin' chicken
I'm wearin' Gucci Guilty in the club, I'm feelin' different
If you don't want your b*tch f*cked, tell her keep her distance
Lightskinned, but I'll get it poppin' like I'm from Memphis
She lightskinned with a fat ass, I wanna pimp her
This bag that I been in, I been trippin'
This clip, it shoot from Labor Day to Thanksgiving
Atlanta, Ohio, then back to Michigan
I ain't gon' lie, I drink so much lean, I need another kidney
Hold on (Hold on)
Do you really know the Coochie Man?
Let off a hundred-some shots up at Gucci Land
I put ice cream on her cheek like she Gucci Mane
I done slid on moe, tried to pop him and his friends
He tried to move and I shot up the moving van
Hold on