Joe Biden lyrics

[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 sh*t got me rollin'
If I drop an eight in this pop, that's a tribute to Kobe
Beat down, that's how you know I'm the man in this b*tch
You know who killed your mans, so why you playin' in this b*tch?
Soon as dog on side us, like we dropped a fan in his whip
I'm tellin' my n*gga 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 n*gga leg shots, he gotta crawl in his whip
Just f*cked a n*gga ho, I had a ball with his b*tch
I shoot a chop and reload, look like I'm chargin' a stick (Iced Up Records)
Yeah, let that b*tch breathe
Drakey on me, you can't tell 'cause I got big jeans
Crip n*gga, park the Bentley, hop out big B's
pus*y n*gga 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 pus*y n*ggas sweeter than 112
Got no control, I'll shoot this b*tch 'til the gun jam
Like how this n*gga 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 n*gga like Cousin Caine
I sh*tted 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 n*ggas still ain't eatin', b*tch, I'm too full
I f*ck 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 n*ggas hoes, claimin' that they demons, got a crew full
b*tch, 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, b*tch, these the cancer size
Gun up big as f*ck 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 f*ck? This ain't enough beat, Vezz
I gotta, I gotta bring this b*tch 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 bullsh*t, 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 n*gga out of town swipin', he own a Meijers now