Krust - Kid Buu

Brand new Rollie, that shit cost a hundred

Can’t count on bitch, rather go count this money

After I fuck her, that bitch say she love me

Say that she feel it inside of her tummy

Her face turn blue like the face on my hundreds

Bitch, don’t you slip 'cause my water is flooded

I get some top while I count up the money

I’m feelin' sleepy, my cup is too muddy

Heard you not strap, boy, I still got it on me

Heard you not slatt, boy, I still got some homies

Got all these bands, I did it by my lonely

My outfit Dior and my shoes are Rick Owens

Just finished the pint and my nigga still pourin'

Fuck her, threw my boxers, they came from Ralph Lauren

I fuck her one time and I leave that bitch snorin'

Kick that ho out, ain’t no stay 'til the mornin'

These niggas my son like they came in the mornin'

Bitch, I stay eatin' like eight in the mornin'

Bitch, if you broke, get some change, change your subject

I get some bands, I ain’t talkin' 'bout budgets

Spent your advance on my wrist just to flood it

Got mama worried my cup is too muddy

Bust down my grill, now my mouth is all flooded

Used to flex 20s, now I’m flexin' 100s

Cartier frames help me see what I’m thumbin'

That bitch not fast if it don’t hit 200

If I fuck that bitch, I’m gon' fuck her buddy

My car too fast and my cup is too muddy

Bitch, if you broke, get some change, change your subject

I get some bands, I ain’t talkin' 'bout budgets

Spent your advance on my wrist just to flood it

Got mama worried my cup is too muddy

Bust down my grill, now my mouth is all flooded

Used to flex 20s, now I’m flexin' 100s

Cartier frames help me see what I’m thumbin'

That bitch not fast if it don’t hit 200