Kill Bill (feat. Not WikK & Bangouthreee)

Know what the fuck going on **** Navy

Free 63 man

Free Sk8

Know what the fuck going on ****

Still slimin shit out

Oh yeah

Doing all that playing, you then made yo ass a free kill

Let the .45 hit his ass, that bitch beat for real

**** said he gon' do what? **** be for real

.45 don't hold enough, needed a refill

Doing all that tough talking never did a drill

Must've been allergic to them bitches, he need a Benadryl

Wait til twin get home we gon' show **** we bend for real

Been steppin' since a jet, **** know this shit been for real

Hop out the whip, then I go from Tweez to kill bill

If I seen his ass on that block, I would've killed shh

Wish I could've rocked out on his ass, I had the killswitch

When wissaname get popped, he gon' die, cause he a real snitch

Dog got blew down on ain't blow his mag, boy, you's a real bitch

When we bump into him, pop that door, then I go kill him

Treat his pussy ass like a fish, and we gon' reel him

Off of Addie, this bitch boot me up, this bitch a real stim

Calm down, you a hoe, you ain't on that rim

Come around, face shot your ass, boy, that's no attempt

Sixty on the bottom of arizzy like this bitch a crip

Cowboy style every time, I'm comin' off the hip

I brought my brother to the court, he don't never miss

Hit your ass with that switch, that bitch go like swish

Your ass never got no money, you ain't takin' risks

And you don't wanna show your gun, I'd probably take your shit

**** thought I hit him with some acid when the Draco spit

****, I don't got up out your gun, nah, I'll make my blick

I'll come around by myself, confiscate your blick

If it ain't no bullets, then your goofy ass ain't takin' shit

Navy, navy slime, we can't do the standards

Bitch, you know it's 30 in the nine

Hop out dumpin', if he runnin', I put 30 in his spine

Hit the gate, I'm in his bushes, nah, I'm campin' on his blinds

I be trippin' off the P's, fuck around and lose my mind

Hop out on him, chase him down, caught me one man down

Hear me punchin' through the town, probably punchin' through your block

Been threw switches on them Glocks

Tap it once, this bitch hot, this bitch really hittin tops

Lil' brody out his body, he put 60 in the top

Wipe that nose, it get slimy, better not show no sign of snot

Better not play that tough role, that's gon' get your ass popped

Catch him runnin' to the whip, that's gon' get his ass boxed

They know how them slimes get, if you don't, go check Fox

If you don't, you gon' die, send your ass to the sky

Go back home and get hot, slap my brother, high 5

That's another opp fried

Smokin' on his dead ass