Kill

[Intro]
White hoes get to tripping, oh yo' nigga cheat?
Roll up, roll up, roll up, nigga know that I get high
Said I'm steady lurking, know I gotta scope the scene
I can't go for nothin', hell nah, I'm not a green bean
Hey partna, what the hell you want, twin?
Brr, let's do it, lil hop out, skrrt
Buwh, buwh, buwh
(Fuck you, Marco)
(Shout to that boy Cyrus, keep grindin', see I'm sayin'?)

[Verse]
Can't speak 'bout the body, can't talk 'bout the kill
Brr, brr
Can't speak 'bout the body, can't talk 'bout the kill, what, uh, yeah, huh
Young nigga pull up, we ready to drill, huh, huh, huh, yeah
Bad bit' get to throwin' that ass, you know what it is, huh, yeah, huh
You know that nigga playin', we pull up, huh, you know that we spraying, huh
Got Gen 5 wit' me, nigga ass playin', we'll bomb this bitch up
Can't speak on the drill, them young niggas gained them a kill, brr
Trapped this big bank and know my pockets swole, what
Nigga stop that hating, what you watchin' for?
Creep through the bush, twin like "Stop and roll"
Got hella sticks, we got plenty poles
We load up 'box, then gon' spin for fun
The young brew trippin', love the life that they be livin'
I close my eyes and pray to God, know we been sinnin'
Yeah, we send hot shit, yeah that hot shit, yeah we bendin'
Like fuck that ho that broke my heart, ain't got no feelings
Get in my thoughts, I roll 'em up, start reminiscin'
I said pass me the chop', know I'm outside fishin'
Ain't gon' say too much, know my gang keep jiggin'
Nigga poppin' like he bulletproof, nigga know my gang get busy
Hop out, frr, frr, let off switchblade, hit both of them niggas
Nigga had said it's a problem and we pushed up and pressed the issue
Know they get shit dogged, yeah smoke out the whip, you know that we comin'
We pop out, chopsticks and drugs and shit, yeah feel like the Russians
Ain't got no time for no stupid-ass ho, hell yeah that shit disgustin'
Ain't got no love, ain't got no trust yeah, that's just protocol
Young brew gon' load the box and spin that bitch, get mad at y'all
Know my brew, yeah, be gunnin', every problem solved
In the 'io wit' Sig', he cook up, yeah I eat
And I'm squashin' beef, this ain't no meet and greet
White hoes get to tripping, oh yo' nigga cheat?
Roll up, roll up, roll up, nigga know that I get high
Said I'm steady lurking, know I gotta scope the scene
I can't go for nothin', hell nah, I'm not a green bean

(Fuck you, Marco)