Killin Ëm

(альбом: Lyfë - 2022)

(I-I—)
(I-I—)
(I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
(I got, I got)

Got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round chops
Them drugs is killing 'em, killin 'em
Drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
The mob is killing 'em, mob is killing 'em
Mob is killing 'em, killing 'em
Them guns is killing 'em, guns is killing 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killing 'em
Memphetamines killing 'em, 'phetamines killing 'em, yeah, and muhfucking spinning 'em
I'm drinking that dirty, that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfucking what?
We come from that dirty, we drinking that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff

Yeah, I got some brothers, who moving that chicken, yeah (Yeah)
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings (Touching the ceiling)
Yeah, I been serving them boys like I'm working at Chili's (What? What? Yeah)
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly (What? What? Yeah)
I touched me a muhfucking milli', yeah
I'm swerving that fucking Chevy
I'm on the side with the gremlin, gremlin, pull up and fuck my system and the mayhem
Them drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
Drugs is killing 'em, killin 'em
I'm taking the Perc' with Amoxicillin, hit the ceiling lil' bitch, and I'm feeling 'em (Ooh)
No, you can't rock with the mob, can't rock with the gang, lil' bitch, we not feeling you (Uh)
All this shit feeling familiar, uh
Gotta give me the lock and I'm killing 'em (Ooh)
I touch a mill' every first of the month, that's why my pockets not big enough (Ooh)
Ride 'round the city inside of the Tonka, yeah, but this shit still not big enough (Ooh)
Come every time back from my break, yeah, and I'm all on the charts (Yeah)
When I geek up, lil' bitch, yeah I go to the sky, bitch, I live in the stars (What)
Fuck what you saying, lil' bitch, you is not one of us, you is not one of ours
Yeah, I made this shit up, but I'm back on them charts (Yeah)
Heading number one for the month, yeah, stay number one for the year (Yeah)
Yeah, I turn up the muhfucking metal, yeah, I'm cranking them gears (Luh crank)
Yeah, I pull up to London with shanks on me, bitch, I'm stabbing they ears (Luh shank)
Fuck what you saying lil' bitch, I'ma do all this shit, bitch, I do it for years

(I got, I got)
Got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round chops
Them drugs is killing 'em, killin 'em
Drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
The mob is killing 'em, mob is killing 'em
Mob is killing 'em, killing 'em
Them guns is killing 'em, guns is killing 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killing 'em
Memphetamines killing 'em, 'phetamines killing 'em, yeah, and muhfucking spinning 'em
I'm drinking that dirty, that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfucking what?
We come from that dirty, we drinking that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff

Yeah, I got some brothers, who moving that chicken, yeah (Yeah)
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings (Touching the ceiling)
Yeah, I been serving them boys like I'm working at Chili's (What? What? Yeah)
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly (What? What? Yeah)