Ak47

Chill
I've been runnin round
Downtown with a Glock
Ak47 on hip let it pop
Don't get defensive
When i hit yo top
Blew out his brain
And i left him to rot
Bitch im to lit
Bugatti my whip
Gucci my fit
Balency my kicks
Its come to the time of my life
Where i don't give a
Fuck about anymore bitches
What you expect from the pilly
When you really only want
All of his riches

[verse 1]
All i been thinking is
Money and fame
At least that you know
That im never gon change
Im tryna come up
On designer and chains
King of the pillgvng
Till im in my grave

I've been runnin round
Dowtown with a Glock
Ak47 on hip let pop
Don't get defensive
Whеn i hit yo top
Blew out his brains
And i left him to rot
Bitch im to lit
Bugatti my whip
Gucci my fit
Balency my fit
Its comе to the time of my life
Where i don't give a fuck
About anymore bitches
What you expect from the pilly
When really you on want
All of his riches