Kill Shit

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit

Choppa, choppa, where you at? This .30 make a running back
Pop a Perc, pop a flat, blew these bands and made 'em back
Hey, watch out, come my way, creepin' where he stay
Keep it low, in the bushes, 'migo let it spray

I know you hate me, maybe want to rape me
Your pockets are made, your money still wary
You thuggin' on Twitter, in person you playin'
Ain't gettin' no check, your career, it be drainin'
We shootin', no aim bitch, try me and you pain
These pussies ain't with it, just suck it and take it
Rico on the thousand, you still get allowance
My diamonds, they jumpin', the money still uppin'

Pullin' up, we fool 'em, why you think my toolie boolin'?
Ed just mad she losin', runnin' back, I know she droolin'
Skrt skrt skrt, I'm outtie, all these narcos up inside me
Lean lean lean, I'm leanin', I can't feel my fuckin' body
All my figures flexin' now, trap house jumpin' off the ground
MAC-11, let it rip, therefore, telling about a hit
No, no, no, can't fuck with me, Oxys swept me off my feet
Your girl, she bought a meet and skeet, a pretty price to fuck on me

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit



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Writer(s): Michele Scatamacchia, Nicholoas Voutsinas
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