Aye
Killa motherf*ckin Kash
I get on yo ass
Smack yo bitch up on her ass
What it is hoe?
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Look aye
I got an extended clip it's a mop
Bullets gone GPS right to a opp
10K still sell zips up out of the trap
If you want that gas come shop
Hoe must've thought I was giving this dick out for free
Bitch I need a band for the cock
I hang with killers you dissing Ro they empty glocks
Like fans they blow down ya block
F*ck is you saying? Talking that shit on the internet
Seen em in person he ran
We from the Land
Death before dishonor my niggas pull triggers just off a command
F*ck a band f*ck all that cash app I need the hunnits inside of my hands
We do a hit
Call Don slide and let off like 30 shots out of a Benz
Bitch I'm sitchy gang and I still throw L's for all my guys and them
Put a potato barrel on an XD
Now we letting off fries at them
Bitch I'm die Y but for Romane bitch I still throws Y's for him
And for my niggas I did crimes with on bro I'd die for them
Just like Kodak I'm bout that skrilla
I got a white bitch she call me a niggas
Roco in here and he bussin off jiggas
We hittin a lick then we pullin them triggers
Now I can f*ck on my old baby sitter
Gave her a rack just to show her I miss her
Oh that's yo dead homie on yo shirt?
F*ck em
Bitch I don't care if you miss em
Bitch that's big facts
Where yo blick at?
Pop his ass like a tic tac
Rugas don't kickback we send six shots at yo motherf*ckin six pack
And yeah I'll smack a bitch like in 10 crack like a pimp named slickback
Nigga I flip that
We be flipping blocks like a motherf*ckin big mac
How come every time we outside y'all ain't never slide?
Y'all always talking all that tough shit then be f*cking hiding
We put them nightmares on y'all elm street and y'all f*cking cried
We come through slaying shit like Freddie and it's a homocide
F*cking homocide
It's a homocide
It's a homocide
Now yo nigga died
Nigga what the f*ck
All my niggas in this bitch and we tote f*ckin iron
Killa f*ckin Kash
Bitch
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