Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kia Shine
Kia Shine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Juan Salinas
Juan Salinas
Composer
Oscar Salinas
Oscar Salinas
Composer
N. Coleman
N. Coleman
Composer
Barry Gibb
Barry Gibb
Composer
Adam Horowitz
Adam Horowitz
Composer
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Composer
Darryl McDaniels
Darryl McDaniels
Composer
Joey "Run" Simmons
Joey "Run" Simmons
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Play-N-Skillz
Play-N-Skillz
Producer
Aaron Nunez
Aaron Nunez
Recording Engineer
Hal Fitzgerald
Hal Fitzgerald
Mixing Engineer
Madd Scientist
Madd Scientist
Recording Engineer
KY
KY
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Darryl Mcdaniels, Joseph Simmons, Nakia Coleman, Juan Carlos Salinas, Oscar Edward Salinas, Adam Keefe Horovitz, Alicia Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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