Kill Shit - Intro

Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit
Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit
Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit
Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit

Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit
So what I be on my shit
You can fuck around end up on my shitlist
Tryna stack up these riches
And naw I don't love these bitches
And I get to the bag all day like
Santa Claus when it's time for Christmas
New Year and it finally snowed
Ice melt at the arctic pole
Global warming is real bro
Trees started leakin' sap many years ago
Hold up let me switch that topic
Still relevent when I'm on the flow
Get so hot that I'll melt these hoes
Heart stay cold like Eskimoes
And I'm in the zone so go ahead put my name up in yo' top ten
Got it locked in, never stoppin, not poppin for the profit
Y'all droppin the ball I'm steadily droppin' this hot shit
Bulletproof like cockpits
Through the roof when that drop hits
Like rockets I'm blowin' up
Flow so sick I'm throwin' up
Like gas prices, I'm goin' up
Got em all talkin shit when I'm pullin up
And they don't know enough, don't hold enough
I only smoke gas when I'm rollin up
Best watch ya ass if ya' pullin up
Or you might end up with your shit swollen shut, boy

Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit
Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit
Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit
Get down on this beat I kill shit
When I'm up on the mic spit real shit

Whaaat! Okay, I see you on the keys
You gotta smooth little flow there, Rob
This foo! Bobby Bands, I got you dawg that shit was sick



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Writer(s): Robert Hansen
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