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CUMMIN OFF KILLS

 

CUMMIN OFF KILLS

(album: FALCON OF THE MILLENNIUM - 2022)


Yeah, lemme get in tune wit' it yeah
It's on there, it's on that bitch
Most def
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

I get way too high to go and trust one of these bitches (Yeah)
I start popping pills and think I got like six senses (Yeah)
Riding for my niggas no discussion, play position
Fucked around and fell off before I fell in love wit' one of these bitches

In a California 'Rari riding 'round here like set tripping
Feeling like I'm sent by God the way he keep blessing all of my niggas
My ATL bitch like her legs front and the Glock got an extension
Love to talk but ain't gon' say nothing if she get pulled over with them switches (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She like Gucci, Chanel, Yves Saint Laurent, spoiled as hell
Bitch want a trip to Cabo on the third day of the motherfucking year
Know I'm gon' pop my shit and talk my shit but you know how it is
I'm probably gon' make it happen just to make it happen 'cause I'm that nigga for real

You know I'm coming off kills
You know I'm coming off kills (Yeah, yeah)
You know I'm coming off kills
You know I'm coming off kills (Yeah, yeah)
Finger fuck the trigger 'til it start spitting you know when that is (Yeah, yeah)
Shave the bitch head, go Jada Pinkett, I slapped her like Will (Yeah, yeah)

I get way too high to go and trust one of these bitches (Yeah)
I start popping pills and think I got like six senses (Yeah)
Riding for my niggas no discussion, play position
Fucked around and fell off before I fell in love wit' one of these bitches, hold on, yeah

I get disrespectful, bitch, let's break the law (Yeah, yeah)
Need a pardon I'ma play my Trump card (Yeah, yeah)
I was popping before I fucked her out them drawers (Yeah, yeah)
Nutted in her mouth and you took her to the mall (Yeah, yeah)
I just came back from my trip from Bahama (Yeah, yeah)
And niggas getting money over there, but not nothing like us (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna stack up the cheese like the Genovese, know what I'm on (Yeah, yeah)
Try to fuck your ho 'til she pleased and seized and after I nut you know what it is

You know I'm coming off kills
You know I'm coming off kills (Yeah, yeah)
You know I'm coming off kills
You know I'm coming off kills (Yeah, yeah)
Finger fuck the trigger 'til it start spitting you know when that is (Yeah, yeah)
Shave the bitch head, go Jada Pinkett, I slapped her like Will (Yeah, yeah)

I get way too high to go and trust one of these bitches (Yeah)
I start popping pills and think I got like six senses (Yeah)
Riding for my niggas no discussion, play position
Fucked around and fell off before I fell in love wit' one of these bitches, hold on, yeah

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