BabyTron, KrispyLife Kidd - Karate Buddy lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron, KrispyLife Kidd - Karate Buddy lyrics]
Alright (Enrgy made this one) what up, Tron?
KrispyLife
You fuck with rats? You might
As well be Stuart Little
Tron 'bout to do some bullshit and
I'ma do it with him
You taxing and I'm cheap
Just meet me in the middle
Picking up a hunnid racks, just me and Tizzle
Dripping in my Mike Amiris
You might see my jeans drizzling
Cuz up the drum
Fuck around and leave yo team crippled
Star player
Get the shot off less than three dribbles
Surf and turf, need the biggest portion
I don't eat little
Between me and bro
This like a thousand some carats
If Britney don't let me fuck
Then I'ma hump Sharon
Shoot a nigga wedding day up like, boy
Fuck marriage i'm all for the beef around
This bitch like fuck lеttuce
Try and square up? I'ma up weapon
Fivе thousand for the feature
Triple for a punch lesson
Widebody with the V12, I can't come second
201 credit sold out, I had to come debit
I got bricks in the fender too
Dawg cross me the wrong way?
He in a blender too my son only four and his
Room got a kitchen too
The booth in my basement big as hell
It got a kitchen too
Russian rifle spitting crazy like it
Got a missing tooth same scam ten times
This old man a nincompoop
Whip fast as hell, watch this bitch go poof
He gon' need God when I stomp
Him in these Christian Loubs
The next nigga gon' need the pope
Bitch, don't just wipe my dick off
You better use some soap
I think this nigga tryna steal from me
Gotta move the loaf
I keep shooting the opps' cars up
They gon' need a boat
But that will not make me stop shooting
Gun big as hell, make the Titanic stop moving
I really love the dubs like I'm not losing
Make the freak bitch bless me
Like I achoo'd it
Every song, every hook, every beat
I chewed it
Widebody 2021, I am not moving (Okay)
Chess player, not to mention that I'm
In here Louis stepping
Lights, camera, action
Hit his block and we'll movie set it
White boys, they ain't lighting 'Woods
This a doobie section
ShittyBoyz, Lab takeover
It's a dookie session
Jag run, running out the crib
Throwing on my Crocs
Three-five of shh, it don't matter
Blowing on my opps late night at yo crib
Yo bitch blowing off my socks
Fifty sticks beamed up
Leave him with some polka dots
Nocturnal, 4 AM, on the opps' block
Turn a cream into a black cherry
This a Wock' pop
Thinking that he big? Turned his
Truck into a drop top
Shot him coming out the door
He heard a knock-knock
KrispyLife
You fuck with rats? You might
As well be Stuart Little
Tron 'bout to do some bullshit and
I'ma do it with him
You taxing and I'm cheap
Just meet me in the middle
Picking up a hunnid racks, just me and Tizzle
Dripping in my Mike Amiris
You might see my jeans drizzling
Cuz up the drum
Fuck around and leave yo team crippled
Star player
Get the shot off less than three dribbles
Surf and turf, need the biggest portion
I don't eat little
Between me and bro
This like a thousand some carats
If Britney don't let me fuck
Then I'ma hump Sharon
Shoot a nigga wedding day up like, boy
Fuck marriage i'm all for the beef around
This bitch like fuck lеttuce
Try and square up? I'ma up weapon
Fivе thousand for the feature
Triple for a punch lesson
Widebody with the V12, I can't come second
201 credit sold out, I had to come debit
I got bricks in the fender too
Dawg cross me the wrong way?
He in a blender too my son only four and his
Room got a kitchen too
The booth in my basement big as hell
It got a kitchen too
Russian rifle spitting crazy like it
Got a missing tooth same scam ten times
This old man a nincompoop
Whip fast as hell, watch this bitch go poof
He gon' need God when I stomp
Him in these Christian Loubs
The next nigga gon' need the pope
Bitch, don't just wipe my dick off
You better use some soap
I think this nigga tryna steal from me
Gotta move the loaf
I keep shooting the opps' cars up
They gon' need a boat
But that will not make me stop shooting
Gun big as hell, make the Titanic stop moving
I really love the dubs like I'm not losing
Make the freak bitch bless me
Like I achoo'd it
Every song, every hook, every beat
I chewed it
Widebody 2021, I am not moving (Okay)
Chess player, not to mention that I'm
In here Louis stepping
Lights, camera, action
Hit his block and we'll movie set it
White boys, they ain't lighting 'Woods
This a doobie section
ShittyBoyz, Lab takeover
It's a dookie session
Jag run, running out the crib
Throwing on my Crocs
Three-five of shh, it don't matter
Blowing on my opps late night at yo crib
Yo bitch blowing off my socks
Fifty sticks beamed up
Leave him with some polka dots
Nocturnal, 4 AM, on the opps' block
Turn a cream into a black cherry
This a Wock' pop
Thinking that he big? Turned his
Truck into a drop top
Shot him coming out the door
He heard a knock-knock