[Intro: Comethazine and Krimelifeca$$]
Yeah, bitch
You know what the fuck going on n***a
Bawskee shit n***a KOB shit n***a, I'm piped the fuck up
You know what the fuck it is n***a Bawskee shit (Gang)
KRIMELIFE (Bitch)
Okay (Blat)
Bitch

[Chorus: Comethazine]
Free my n***a Krimelife, tryna lock him up for some shit that my n***a ain't even fuckin' do (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch we strapped up in this bitch, three straps we got one for you, and you, and you (Bitch, yeah, boom)
All of my n***as tote guns and we beef a lot (Boom) so what you expect us to do?
Boy, these some Air Force Ones, not Reeboks cause a n***a got blood on my shoes
Free my n***a Krimelife, tryna lock him up for some shit that my n***a ain't even fuckin' do
Bitch we strapped up in this bitch, three straps we got one for you, and you, and you
All of my n***as tote guns and we beef a lot (Boom) so what you expect us to do?
Boy, these some Air Force Ones, not Reeboks cause a n***a got blood on my shoes

[Verse: Krimelifeca$$]
I got the tool in the stu'
I got the grip in the booth
I got your bitch off the juice
I whip the coupe off a deuce
I got my crips in the blue
I got my bloods in the red
I fuck a bitch off the rag
I pop a perk and I'm dead
I don't want love I want head
I got a dick in the bed
Seen on the spot with the grip in my hand
Pistol in my pocket it hurting my leg (hurtin' my leg)
Double cup full of meds, run up on me then I'm leaving him dead
I just want money bitch I don't want friends
You not my slime, you not my mans
I don't got time, unless you got bands
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[Chorus: Comethazine]
Free my n***a Krimelife, tryna lock him up for some shit that my n***a ain't even fuckin' do (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch we strapped up in this bitch, three straps we got one for you, and you, and you (Bitch, yeah, boom)
All of my n***as tote guns and we beef a lot (Boom) so what you expect us to do?
Boy, these some Air Force Ones, not Reeboks cause a n***a got blood on my shoes
Free my n***a Krimelife, tryna lock him up for some shit that my n***a ain't even fuckin' do
Bitch we strapped up in this bitch, three straps we got one for you, and you, and you
All of my n***as tote guns and we beef a lot (Boom) so what you expect us to do?
Boy, these some Air Force Ones, not Reeboks cause a n***a got blood on my shoes