Killin'em

(album: California Sweetheart Pt. 2 - 2014)

You ain't talking 'bout getting rich
Bitch, what the fuck is you talking 'bout?
Money schemes, we stocking out
And them hater hoes, we chalk 'em out
Yeah, Debbie gon' kill 'em
(Debbie, don't kill 'em)
Now, Debbie gon' kill 'em
(Alright, go get 'em)
Right now I'm feeling high as a kite
Bitch, fuck your feelings, I'm chilling
Heard you were looking for Debbie
Find me wherever the bread be
Pussy as good as the head be
But you silly bitches are not ready
I'm on one, I'm turned up, we just having fun, hoe
What you make in one year, I just made in one show
I'm on, bitch, yeah, I'm on
What the fuck y'all on? Motherfucker, I'm gone
Damn right, I'm gone
Four shots of Patron, now boss bitch straight
12: 30, kicks clean, but my nails dirty
Been grinding, hoe, outshining hoe
You bitch made like vagina, hoe
And that's real shit, I'm a real bitch
I lock and load and I kill shit
Don't feel shit, I'm cold-blooded
These bitches hating but my hoes love it
So, fuck y'all, all o' y'all
If y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all gon' keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me

It's like I keep running into the same bitches
Tryna creep up while I'm lane switching
Play hard but the game different
And I can't even play with ya
Killing em, killing em, killing em
Bitch, I'm killing em, killing em, killing em
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch, bitch)

Popping bottles in the club all night
Mixing purple with that Sprite, all right
Popping mollies with that kush blend off light
Still shitting on you bitches on the off night
Debbie, hoe, Debbie, hoe
Far shit, the old stereo
Ain't shit you can't tell me, hoe
Oooh, kill 'em little [?]
I'm the baddest bitch everywhere we go
We pass the blunt like merry-go
With that kill shit, barrio
You bitches talk but act scared tho
I'm on, yeah, hoe, I'm on
Swear to God, I'm gone, what the fuck y'all on?
Most shot of Patron, I been smoking that bomb
Bitch, I'm faded, you nothing and I made it
I'm popping and you hate it
Yeah, you watching and you hate it
You can't say shit, now I'm higher than a spaceship
I don't know if I'm coming down
Treat the Bay like track meat
Just ask my city who running now
They love the style, they feel the flow
These bitch know, so they steal the flow
But I steal the show, all eyes on me
'Cause I'm still the hoe, yeah, I'm still that hoe, bitch

It's like I keep running into the same bitches
Tryna creep up while I'm lane switching
Play hard but the game different
And I can't even play with ya
Killing em, killing em, killing em
Bitch, I'm killing em, killing em, killing em
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)
And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch, bitch)