Joe Biden

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[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd] What up, Vezz? What? Okay, yeah KrispyLife (Damn, Paul, you killed this one) (It's with a K, dumbass) (Iced Up Records) [Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd] I know Don sick, I sold him ibuprofens You can't buy food in my hood without me knowin' Two Percs, two lines, this shit got me rollin' If I drop an eight in this pop, that's a tribute to Kobe Deep down inside, you know I'm the man in this bitch You know who killed your mans, so why you playin' in this bitch? Soon as dog on side us, like we dropped a fan in his whip I'm tellin' my nigga shoot like it's all in the wrist [Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo] I got a hundred on me, but it's all in the clip I give a nigga leg shots, he gotta crawl in his whip Just fucked a nigga ho, I had a ball with his bitch I shoot a chop and reload, look like I'm chargin' a stick (Iced Up Records) Yeah, let that bitch breathe Drakey on me, you can't tell 'cause I got big jeans Crip nigga, park the Bentley, hop out big B's Pussy nigga got another coach, that mean he switched teams [Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd] Dog tried to run off, pow, pow and the punk fell Tried to sneak up in a trench coat and my pump fell Hate police so much growin' up, I skipped twelve Dog paid me twenty-three hundred for one twelve [Verse 4: Icewear Vezzo] Swear these pussy niggas sweeter than 112 Got no control, I'll shoot this bitch 'til the gun jam Like how this nigga think he Chapo off one sale? Was in the hole, I was by myself, ain't have one cell [Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd] I was gettin' money when Vezz had the braids Pull up to the light and do a nigga like Cousin Caine I shitted on myself, seen the vans for the raid I ain't doin' no post moves, but hit your mans with a fade [Verse 6: Icewear Vezzo] All them niggas still ain't eatin', bitch, I'm too full I fuck around and shoot him in his mouth, he need his tooth pulled He talkin' 'bout his homie died, but I'm like who knew? And them niggas hoes, claimin' that they demons, got a crew full Bitch, I'm a mastermind I take the red, blend it with the punch, now it's camouflage [Verse 7: KrispyLife Kidd] Shootin' Newport, all hundreds, bitch, these the cancer size Gun up big as fuck that I'm shootin', this ain't standard size Seen the day dog died and then I shot up the candlelight Dog tried to up on me and shot himself, his pants too tight Man, what the fuck? This ain't enough beat, Vezz I gotta, I gotta bring this bitch back in, go 'head [Verse 8: Icewear Vezzo] Yeah, I know science now This Glock 40, when I shoot, it's loud like a siren sound I put the Hellcat on the lodge, got a lion growl Been burnin' rubber when I hit the block, I need tires now [Verse 9: KrispyLife Kidd] Used to do bullshit, but I'm wiser now Pour a 40 on him in the club, he put his Budweiser down I lit that fool up, he a lighter now My nigga out of town swipin', he own a Meijers now
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Credits
- Writers
- Icewear Vezzo
- KrispyLife Kidd