[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
Beat down, that's how 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 n***a 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***a leg shots, he gotta crawl in his whip
Just fucked a n***a 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 n***a, park the Bentley, hop out big B's
Pussy n***a 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 n***as sweeter than 112
Got no control, I'll shoot this bitch 'til the gun jam
Like how this n***a 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***a 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 n***as 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 n***as 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 n***a out of town swipin', he own a Meijers now