Krispy - Dirty

So krispy, I'm so krispy
 I'm so krispy, I'm so krispy
 I'm so krispy, I'm so krispy
 I'm so krispy, I'm so krispy
 My jeans nine hundred, shoes eight-fifty
 I'm so krispy, I'm so krispy
 My ice game make you haters wanna get me
 I'm so krispy, I'm so krispy
 I shine so hard that you broads cain't miss me
 I'm so krispy, I'm so krispy
 When it comes to bein fly you cain't fuck with me
 Dreads hangin long down in Memphis on my grizzly
 Gone for a second, now I'm back did you miss me?
 You can find me "In Da Club" but my name ain't 50
 Kinfolk Kia Shine, look it's not a game with me
 Been broke kinfolk, now I pop Cris-sy
 You would do the same thang, if you knew my history
 Haters see my champagne, now they wanna get me
 The same dude they call Dusty, in V.I.P. krispy
 Well my ice game right mayne, it got yo' wife choosy
 I see ya Kinfolk Jones! Look my life is a movie
 You would say the same thang, probably if you knew me
 I'm 'bout to hit the dance flo' my song on excuse me
 Brown Louis logos with the Louis belt buckle
 My style Universal, they gon' have to ship me double
 Respect my fresh - it come to clothes, I'm the mayne
 Shorty I'm the reason why you wearin "Stunna Frames"
 Respect my grind, shit I be e'rywhurr
 I'm through buyin bapes cause I got e'ry purr
 I ain't a trapper rapper, still a G from the hood
 That Great China Wall, I spent a G on the hood
 I got them year-up windows that come in the bucket
 A house note on yo' jeans Shine? I don't care nigga, fuck it
 You niggas hatin if you say I'm not fly
 I'm extra crispy like a two-piece out of Popeye's
 My hair line krispy like a stepped out the chair
 The kush got me feelin like I stepped out the air
 I keep your body zoned, money long as my hair
 Ay watch your step Jones, these nine hundred a purr
 (Damn kinfolk, man your shoes super hot)
 I call 'em traffic jams, people see 'em and they stop
 Check your dictionary I'm the fly definition
 And my stones so clear they in high definition (BLING!)
 Took twenty stacks, got a track from Play-N-Skillz
 Shit I ain't mad at 'em # cause Universal pay the bills
 Ol' Sylvia cut the check now it's time for me to rock out
 And my release gon' be bigger than the day they let 'Pac out
 I stay outta town but I'm so true to Memphis
 A head hearty chop with the new true religion
 Chain on my wallet and my shoes is ridiculous
 Whoever did your wardrobe, you dudes look ridiculous
 Polo player, D.V.'s, Zoo addict
 LaCroix don't make it if your boy ain't got it
 Tennis shoe fanatic, I'm the traffic jam rocker
 Closet full of shoes you cain't find at Footlocker
 Let me talk about where I live cause you know why dreads fly
 Slats in my crib like I stay in Best Buy
 I can flip stlyes like I flip hot cars
 Look how I flipped from prep to rapper to rockstar