KILLBILL

[Intro]
(So good!)

[Chorus]
I got on Ksubi, my coat
I look so good he don't want me to go
Meet at the spot down the road
Nobody fucks with me, nobody knows
Kill Bill, Belisgo
Got a katana, I'm slicin' her throat
I don't love no ho
They fuck with you, but they fuck with me more
Hit the store
I be steppin' out in pretty shit
You wish you could afford
I don't wanna link you, baby
I know that I will get bored
I got points up on the board
But who really keepin' score?
Molly crystal in my body
And my vision gettin' blurred

[Verse 1]
Bitch, you not about it
Ho look like she drownin'
She can't get back out it
Fuck that ho was doubtin'
Hit a hundred thousand
And I recognize it
I sent you my routin'
We be in the south end
They don't know about here
'Bout to move right out here
I'ma go without her
Vision never crowded
Music gettin' louder
Bitch got superpowers
New penthouse uptown, yeah
No one else allowed in

[Chorus]
I got on Ksubi, my coat
I look so good he don't want me to go
Meet at the spot down the road
Nobody fucks with me, nobody knows
Kill Bill, Belisgo
Got a katana, I'm slicin' her throat
I don't love no ho
They fuck with you, but they fuck with me more
Hit the store
I be steppin' out in pretty shit
You wish you could afford
I don't wanna link you, baby
I know that I will get bored
I got points up on the board
But who really keepin' score?
Molly crystal in my body
And my vision gettin' blurred

[Verse 2]
Just landed in Laguardia
That baby wanna link up
I don't fly JFK
Stay gettin' my bags mixed up
Look my bag, no TSA
You see, baby, just my way
You got all your shit locked up
They know not to fuck with me
You say, "Baby, look my wrist"
I say, "Baby, look my hip"
Love me later, now you hip
Ah, day missed out, now they pissed
Hold that, baby carries bags
All day from my shoppin' trips
You say, "Baby, look my wrist"
Really, I could give a shit

[Chorus]
I got on Ksubi, my coat
I look so good he don't want me to go
Meet at the spot down the road
Nobody fucks with me, nobody knows
Kill Bill, Belisgo
Got a katana, I'm slicin' her throat
I don't love no ho
They fuck with you, but they fuck with me more
Hit the store
I be steppin' out in pretty shit
You wish you could afford
I don't wanna link you, baby
I know that I will get bored
I got points up on the board
But who really keepin' score?
Molly crystal in my body
And my vision gettin' blurred