KILL B1UNTZZ VOL 2 ft. frazerforevr Lyrics

I took dat bitch to style her out

(Style her out)

I told you I am not your mans

(Not yo mans)

We bout to kick it like it's Vans

How you snitch up on da gang

(Spazz em out)

We bout to bust a nigga head

(Nigga head)

Know dat cutta just like Jack

It gon slice you till you red

(Till you dead)

Now you know dat nigga dead

(Nigga dead)

We done put him on a shirt

And my nigga swerve a Merc

(Swerve a Merc)

Mobbing wit da gang like A$AP

It's getting Rocky on dis road

Hit dat nigga wit a stain

(Wit a stain)

Spazz em out wit a Tina Tec

(Tec!)

Ain't worried bout a nose bleed

But I left dat nigga.....

(brr brr)

He deceased

Now they spazzing at each other like a bunch of fucken geese

(Ye dey geese)

Rolling out

Rolling out

(Rolling out)

I see da future, Activision

And her body manufactured

(Manufact-)

And you'd think she AutoBot

(AutoBot!)

Transformers in dis bitch how she call me Mr. Prime

(Mr. Prime!)

By the way I dick her down

(I dick her down)

She call her we going out

Do da dash on 80 miles

Ye call up Fray

Call up Fredo

Free da O-A-O

(OAO!)

And we spin up on his block like a tornado

Ye

Get da Mac 10

They said it's kill b1untzz but dat nigga be walking on da road

They said its real fun until you hear dat glocky finna blow

I feel like Big Pun when I be trapping out on all deez flows

Ye

Roll a blunt

It be flyer than yo bitch

Come get yo mans in dem stitches

Then we jugg him like a wimp

(Whoa whoa)

(Well he a bitch, well he a bitch)

(He a bitch nigga)

(Lemme call Fredo right up)

(Yo nigg'!)

(Where you at!)