Kill Mode

I'm in that kill mode
I'm in that kill mode
I'm in that kill mode
I'm in that kill mode
I'm in that kill mode
I'm in that kill mode
I'm in that kill mode

Know yo role I can't say I love you you gon get attached
Star on hit da mall it's on me tryna blow some racks
Far gone too much liquor in me I need to relax
She ask to see my phone this ain that bae we jus having sex

Niggas get the drop they pull up shooting but nobody dies
Lemme get the drop I pull up shooting everybody dying
Posing like he like that flashing guns talkin shit on live
I know he ain't with it wen its time he ain tryna slide

I can't think right now I'm high asf I'm in the booth my head gone
When you catch em bring his head to me gon put it on his headstone
That nigga that was dissing me that same day he ain't make it home
Beat another one they said dem head huntas they dead wrong

Out the gate I'm dropping back to back I'm finna run it up
Dem niggas ain't got shit on me can't fuck me I know it suck
My brother be Lowkey don't post his gun just know that hamma tuck
We see tht fucking car ride down the dime again gon light up

That shit you did don't think I let u slide you finna die soon
My cousin had bitches pop out fa me cus I was coming thru
If you got beef with my brudda then I got beef witchu
Ain that's how it pose to be with gang nigga don't pick and choose

Ayeeeeee

Know yo role I can't say I love you u gon get attached
Star on hit da mall it's on me tryna blow sum racks
Far gone too much liquor in me I need to relax
She ask to see my phone this ain't that bae we jus having sex

You can talk about me you say watchu want I'm still tht Nigga doe
Told her come and top me out my socks and now my soul gone
Petty Nigha I still use yo speaker play my music on
She a hot girl if she tell you that she sleep you getting cheated on

Momma said I had to man up so I manned up
16 Got in a Shootout my glocky ain't jam up
Zero in my pocket took a L then ran some bands up
Broke my heart so I fucked her friend and now her friend stuck

Loyalty means everything this shit for real it's tatted on me
Had to let her go she talk to much that hoe was bragging on me
Tried to show her ass and now she texting me she sad and lonely
Had to put my guard up wen we slid I had that ratchet on me

Think about it when you see me out you know you freezing up
Jus know if you do tht ima blow should've been quick enough
Now you lost yo life cus yo homies they chose to gas you up
Knowing you a hoe and now you dead Fuck nigga dig em up

Ayeeeee

Know yo role I can't say I love you u gon get attached
Star on hit da mall it's on me tryna blow sum racks
Far gone too much liquor in me I need to relax
She ask to see my phone this ain that bae we jus having sex

Aye aye yaw can't fuck with me
4 shots that ain't enough nigga y'all gon need a 50
I don't care about no old bitch fuck em if they diss me
Onnat with whoever feeling like they want the smoke with me