Killin’ It

[Verse 1]
Saucy boi always be knowing where the fuck the mic at
I'm not like Sprite in the fact, I don't hit it with a hi-hat
Bitch, I ain't be fucking with you if you ain't be hitting it right back
Hold up a minute, didn't you say that you ain't be fucking with any bitch who think they be bringing it harder than the Saucepan
Why a little a man like you: be making it seem like you hostile
Bitch this is a lifestyle, why you be hatin' on my style
You ain't even worthwhile
My time is precious, I'ma be needing that shit even if I'ma write
And if I'ma be rubbing the clit of your bitch, she gon' need to be on my clique (Yah)

[Hook]
Saucy be killing shit, whenever he get in it
And when he be spitting shit?
Yeah bitch, he killin' it (Yah)

[Verse 2]
You know I gotta kill it when I spit it with fast flow
Saucing on these fuckers who thinking they gonna be bringing it better than me, no hoe?
'Cause I'm a boss hog when I drop bombs
Dropping incendiaries upon the track
Hold on, gotta bring it back

[Hook] (x2)
Saucy be killing shit, whenever he get in it
And when he be spitting shit?
Yeah bitch, he killin' it (Yah)

[Verse 3]
Slowly losing my sanity with every single second passing
Kinda looking like I'm Hitler with all these fucking fools I'm gassing
You're probably retracting from the fact that I'm an ass when it be coming to rap
(well, actually..)
When I come and spit it bitch I'm spitting like a monster
And if you thinking that I'm almost fucking done then I'll only spit it faster
Hit a motherfucker with a bludgeon in a minute 'cause I'm only gonna be bringing it faster you bastard
I don't really care about the people that be thinking I'm bad, at all
I'll will just fucking batter 'em all
Bitch, you better believe it that I'm gonna be swinging a bat in your face
When I be getting up on the mic, yeah I bring a better pace
Coming to be filling your body with bullets 'cause spitting like an semi automatic
Leaving you bitches in panic, 'cause I'm filling the verse with bursts of a manic
I don't really think I feel the same, 'cause in my brain, I feel like I'm going insane
I really just wanna be putting a bullet up in my face, you don't even understand
What, bitch? You think you've had it hard huh? You might have, but let me tell you one thing
I don't be giving a single a fuck about what you've gone through
And you don't even know what Saucepan is gon' do
Plus, why the fuck you so damn rude
What do you have to? Prove
Why you in my way? Move
Do I gotta tell you the... truth

[Verse 4]
I really don't be giving a fuck so let me spit some fucking Swedish shit
Ingen förstår vad fan jag säger, så därför behöver jag inte heller skriva saker som menar grejer
Jag kommer nära till slutet så, fuck it
Jag rappar fortfarande på svenska men ungefär dubbelt så snabbt som jag gjorde förut
Eftersom det här är en liten värs så kommer detta vara majoriteten av den även om den inte betyder så mycket
Har du inte hört några ryckten? Du borde vara del av flykten
För du lät mig röra mickrofonen so let me kill shit for 'em
When I'm gonna be murdering them all, you better watching it ya'll