Killsum
Yeah, run down, bitch tryna kill sum'
Run down, bitch tryna drill sum'
Yeah, bitch I'm stackin' up bread, get a mill' or sum'
That bitch, she grippin' on dick, think she feel sum'
Pull up, I put a red dot on yo head
Pull up, I promise we leavin' you dead
Yeah bitch, we cut off ya arms and ya legs
Yeah, ion' give a fuck, lil' bitch, off red
Yeah, I cannot fuck with a snake ass bitch, she like just what I do
Call up a brand new bitch, finna break that bitch down, yeah, tryna feel sum' new
Bitch know I'm tired of snake shit, tired of the fake shit, bitch, finna do sum' rude
Yeah, that bitch she mad at me, for fuckin' a old hoe, bitch you was just with ol' dude
Had to tell that hoe stop
Girl I'm not with the fuck shit
All up in yo homegirl, goddamn, this bitch buss
Yeah, had to go tell that hoe, get out my face, with all that cussin'
Didn't I just tell you just fucked on yo homegirl, yeah, finna fuck on yo cousin
Imma fuckboy, bitch, yeah, it's in my nature
Finna knock a lil' hoe out, bitch, Joe Frazier
Fuck on a bad bitch, and the lil' hoe blasian
Cannot fuck with a white hoe, bitch I'm racin'
We drop down on the opps, we got the location
I know that these niggas, they tired of me, damn
But that little bitch, she confide in me, damn
Yeah, bitch, I count up so much, hit the lottery, damn
Yeah, bitch, I run up on niggas, I'm poppin' like blam
Yeah like, I gotta take my stance, gotta bad bitch sucking that dick with no hands
And man, these niggas real goofy, these bitches, they groupies, yeah, they just be actin' like fans
My brother, he plugged in, shippin' that shit, a nigga be just be cashin' out just for the xans
Yeah, I ain't loyal to no goddamn hoe, bitch what the fuck, bitch get off my hand
Like goddamn
She dance for da guap
We in the back, and we totin' on glocks
Cannot fuck with a old hoe, cuz' she a thot
Yeah, she a lil' slut, she be grabbin' my cock
Yeah, like, damn hoe mad I done got in my element
I was fuckin' the groupie hoes just for the hell of it
They know I got in my bag, lil' bitch, I'm celibate
I got a scythe on me, lil' bitch, just like I'm the revenant
Yeah, run down, bitch tryna kill sum'
Run down, bitch tryna drill sum'
Yeah, bitch I'm stackin' up bread, get a mill' or sum'
That bitch, she grippin' on dick, think she feel sum'
Pull up, I put a red dot on yo head
Pull up, I promise we leavin' you dead
Yeah bitch, we cut off ya arms and ya legs
Yeah, ion' give a fuck, lil' bitch, off red
Now I'm finna slide on shit
Call the bad hoe up, she gon' suck on the dick
She gon' eat me up, she love that shit
Boy, you out yo mind, don't trust that bitch
Bad hoe say, yeah, she like to ride
Yeah, tell lil' pussy boy come outside
Spin his block one time, bitch, we do it right
I'm the 1, not 2, 3, 4, or the 5
We gon' bury that nigga, no he not alive
Yeah, nigga don't got no motion
Bitch ass nigga ain't makin no money
That nigga he laughin', like sum' funny
That nigga he broke, yeah that nigga bummy
The ice cold like tundra, you might need a jacket
Bitch I got the fye in my pocket, the dragon
Yeah, I will not stop, bitch you know that I'm havin'
Hit that boy, make em glitch, we havin' em laggin'
Yeah know we have that boy laggin
Catch that lil' boy out in traffic
Fuckin' that bad bitch, the baddest
I just be stoppin' the madness
Oh yeah
Run down, bitch tryna drill sum'
Yeah, bitch I'm stackin' up bread, get a mill' or sum'
That bitch, she grippin' on dick, think she feel sum'
Pull up, I put a red dot on yo head
Pull up, I promise we leavin' you dead
Yeah bitch, we cut off ya arms and ya legs
Yeah, ion' give a fuck, lil' bitch, off red
Yeah, I cannot fuck with a snake ass bitch, she like just what I do
Call up a brand new bitch, finna break that bitch down, yeah, tryna feel sum' new
Bitch know I'm tired of snake shit, tired of the fake shit, bitch, finna do sum' rude
Yeah, that bitch she mad at me, for fuckin' a old hoe, bitch you was just with ol' dude
Had to tell that hoe stop
Girl I'm not with the fuck shit
All up in yo homegirl, goddamn, this bitch buss
Yeah, had to go tell that hoe, get out my face, with all that cussin'
Didn't I just tell you just fucked on yo homegirl, yeah, finna fuck on yo cousin
Imma fuckboy, bitch, yeah, it's in my nature
Finna knock a lil' hoe out, bitch, Joe Frazier
Fuck on a bad bitch, and the lil' hoe blasian
Cannot fuck with a white hoe, bitch I'm racin'
We drop down on the opps, we got the location
I know that these niggas, they tired of me, damn
But that little bitch, she confide in me, damn
Yeah, bitch, I count up so much, hit the lottery, damn
Yeah, bitch, I run up on niggas, I'm poppin' like blam
Yeah like, I gotta take my stance, gotta bad bitch sucking that dick with no hands
And man, these niggas real goofy, these bitches, they groupies, yeah, they just be actin' like fans
My brother, he plugged in, shippin' that shit, a nigga be just be cashin' out just for the xans
Yeah, I ain't loyal to no goddamn hoe, bitch what the fuck, bitch get off my hand
Like goddamn
She dance for da guap
We in the back, and we totin' on glocks
Cannot fuck with a old hoe, cuz' she a thot
Yeah, she a lil' slut, she be grabbin' my cock
Yeah, like, damn hoe mad I done got in my element
I was fuckin' the groupie hoes just for the hell of it
They know I got in my bag, lil' bitch, I'm celibate
I got a scythe on me, lil' bitch, just like I'm the revenant
Yeah, run down, bitch tryna kill sum'
Run down, bitch tryna drill sum'
Yeah, bitch I'm stackin' up bread, get a mill' or sum'
That bitch, she grippin' on dick, think she feel sum'
Pull up, I put a red dot on yo head
Pull up, I promise we leavin' you dead
Yeah bitch, we cut off ya arms and ya legs
Yeah, ion' give a fuck, lil' bitch, off red
Now I'm finna slide on shit
Call the bad hoe up, she gon' suck on the dick
She gon' eat me up, she love that shit
Boy, you out yo mind, don't trust that bitch
Bad hoe say, yeah, she like to ride
Yeah, tell lil' pussy boy come outside
Spin his block one time, bitch, we do it right
I'm the 1, not 2, 3, 4, or the 5
We gon' bury that nigga, no he not alive
Yeah, nigga don't got no motion
Bitch ass nigga ain't makin no money
That nigga he laughin', like sum' funny
That nigga he broke, yeah that nigga bummy
The ice cold like tundra, you might need a jacket
Bitch I got the fye in my pocket, the dragon
Yeah, I will not stop, bitch you know that I'm havin'
Hit that boy, make em glitch, we havin' em laggin'
Yeah know we have that boy laggin
Catch that lil' boy out in traffic
Fuckin' that bad bitch, the baddest
I just be stoppin' the madness
Oh yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Mehxer Sekai
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