Killa Season

[Verse 1]
I make o'shea do the money dance
I ain't no gangster no blood or no crip
But I keep it concealed and I leave em in zips
Been resorting to wrist I can't do no more lip, chip
These ain't no timberlands
I see em choppin' I hear every bit
I keep up with the gangsters, bloods and the crips
I been manin' the weight like I captain the ships, bitch

[Pre-Chorus]
We don't do middle man
I ain't no middle child
I know it's been awhile
I got some paper I need to file
Ella gon see me my lawyer authentic it's written and 14 shots to the dome with the chrome change life for a nigga real quick
What would you do with a couple of bands that got orchestrated with some sticks

[Chorus 1]
I'm killing your favorite rapper
Neighborhood trap with a g, no dugg
I gotta screen you actors
I don't parlay when I be in the club
Thug, you ain't no factor
She tryna fuck with me she think I'm the plug
God, I ain't no capper
But leave me alone im a strapper

[Verse 2]
Fourth quarter imma tackle
Demon the tabernacle
Big willy, you ain't gotta feel me leave 10% in the chapel
And that's why we different, you talk, I don't do much but listen
I understood how it's written
I know what I'm getting, I had it all scripted
Ive given a clinic, with my independence
I'm back with vengeance
It ain't no trial, it ain't no error, know the finish
I don't see where the problem at
I just be lookin like who boutta handle that
Put my lil baby in cardiac
Keep it in mind, don't rewind if you slaughter that
Lil boat dont play with me
They used to stay with me
You did not see where I started at

[Chorus 2]
I'm killing your favorite rapper
Neighborhood trap with a g, no dugg
I gotta screen you actors
I don't parlay when I be in the club
Thug, you ain't no factor
She tryna fuck with me she think I'm the plug
God, I ain't no capper
But leave me alone im a strapper

[Verse 3]
She make o'shea do the money dance
She ain't no gangster no blood or no crip
But she keep em concealed and she leave em in zips
Been resorting to wrists she can't do no more lip, chip
These are no red bottoms
Fuck a oppa this choppa gonna have to be sprayed
I've had the beam I was making them plays
I've had the scope since back in the day

[Pre-Chorus]
We don't do middle man
I ain't no middle child
I know it's been awhile
I got some paper I need to file
Ella gon see me my lawyer authentic it's written and 14 shots to the dome with the chrome change life for a nigga real quick
What would you do with a couple of bands that got orchestrated with some sticks