Warm Up lyrics

by

KrispyLife Kidd


[Intro]
You can come and buy what I got, I need a bigger amount, alright
KrispyLife

[Verse]
Hand sanitizer bullets, these to clean your system out
Catch me playin' the game in my drawers at your sister house
f*ck around and hit your hood, I can fix a drought
It's an old lady on your sofa, now you gotta fix the couch
Your mama wanna put you out, you put a dent in the couch
Talkin' loose, then my young bull'll make you had to fix your mouth
You want a name? b*tch, you'll die for clout
I just bought a pint of turtle, we brought Jizzle out (R.I.P.)
Chop got that— on it, I brought the whistle out
b*tch put some foul-ass sh*t, I brought the whistle out
Foul on the play, that's ten yards
My white boy got a grow farm, he got like ten yards
Burn a n*gga with this b*tch, I'll get you charged
You beat your b*tch up, she call the police and get you charged
Heard my n*gga used to step on you like an athlete
Six deep in a Challenger, what's in the backseat?
I'll pull this b*tch out and start a track meet
My n*gga got a Trackhawk, but I call it a cat Jeep
That's crazy, ain't it?
Ain't have no pape' in sixth months, that's lazy, ain't it?
Got the face while I was fresh as hell, that's wavy, ain't it?
Have my lil' n*gga push the work like Raising Kanan
I made the n*gga push the work, I'm Raising Kanan
I'm all about the chicken, I'm Raising Cane-in'
Verse five thousand, you gon' pay it, ain't you?
It's with a K, dumb b*tch, you gon' say it, ain't you?
Flick this b*tch like a lighter if you play it crazy
You in Saginaw tryna hide, thinkin' Lil Ray gon' save you
Sold a fiend pancake mix, Aunt Jemime gon' hate me (Oh my God)
f*ck, I mean Aunt Jemima
Could bump into your son, so I sent it at your mama
I got a freak pregnant 'cause I ain't really have no condom
I'm f*ckin' with this white girl, I'm finna stuff Madonna
I'm only f*ckin' with my Black people, I'm finna trap Wakanda
Leave a n*gga with his arms crossed, forever Wakanda
Damn, that sound racist, don't it?
I hate n*ggas with all my heart, that sound racist, don't it?
If I get a pint right now, I'ma face it, won't I?
I just met up with my plug out in Tijuana
I'll get you sent up high, I know Jesus, don't I?
Rio in the feds, you can tell that he rich as f*ck
My b*tch bougie, you gotta be rich to f*ck
And I'm rich as f*ck (Facts)
So that mean that I was rich to f*ck (Facts)
[Outro]
b*tch
n*gga
K-R-I-S-P-Y
L-I-F-E
Dumb-ass n*gga
Stupid
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