Killin' Spree Lyrics

Bitch I'm riding clean with the glock tucked in my jeans

I dont give a fuck about you stupid fucking wannabes

All your numbers fucking fake quit with all that capping please

You ain't making no money you just do this for IG

Bitch I'm really out here smoking all I mothafucking please

Bustas say they fucking high but really smoking on Reggie

Cap all in your fucking rap bitch you ain't no fucking G

Ima grab the pump n let it dump I'm doing it with ease

Roll me up another blunt all I'm rappin bout is trees

Getting money is my motive, bitch I'm all about my cream

It's KushKosta in this mothafucka

Madhouse be the team

I don't wanna chill my nigga

Trynna feed my family

Mane you wouldn't understand it cause you ain't no fucking G

Now you crying cause you got no money fucking owing me

Get some money mothafucka quit complain like the fiend

Now they see me doing what I want and wanna diss on me

Fucking lame ass rappers bitch I'll put you ona tee

And I'll take yo bitch and have her jumping on my dick like fleas

Bitch I'm ignorant as fuck I don't care about a thing

Ima smoke a hundred thousand blunts before a killing spree

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Before I catch a case trick

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Before I catch a case trick

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Before I catch a case trick

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Fuck out my face bitch

Before I catch a case trick