Kill Shit

(альбом: When The Lean Runs Out - 2016)

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit

Choppa, choppa, where you at?
This 30 make a running back
Pop a perc, pop a flat
Blew these bands and made 'em back
Hey, watch out, come my way
Creeping where he stay
Keep it low, in the bushes, migo let it spray
I know you hate me, maybe want to rape me
Your pockets [?], your money still wary
You thugging on Twitter, in person you playing
Ain't getting no check, your career, it be draining
We shooting, no aim bitch, [?]
These pussies ain't with it, just suck it and take it
Rico on the thousand, you still get allowance
My diamonds, they jumpin, the money still upping
Pulling up, we fool 'em
Why you think my toolie boolin'?
Ed just mad she losing
Running back, I know she drooling
Skrt skrt skrt, I'm outtie
All these narcos up inside me
Lean lean lean, I'm leaning
I can't feel my fucking body
All my figures flexing now
Trap house jumping off the ground
MAC-11, let it rip
[?] about a hit
No, no, no, can't fuck with me
Oxys swept me off my feet
Ya girl, she bought a meet and skeet
A pretty price to fuck on me

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit

'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
'Bout to kill shit, bitch, I'm 'bout to kill shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit
All these drugs got me numb, I can't feel shit