kill ft. prii* Lyrics

All these pussies talking funny, what's the deal?

I know they pussy IRL, like fucking chill

Drank too much again tonight, I cannot feel

Imma count my racks until i reach a fucking mil

For real for real, you ain't tote no gun

Know you ain't down to kill

Lil boy stay geeking off of them pills

He cap too much, like hoe be for real

Wanna mind my business, saving cash

But can't help but notice all the trash

I heard your tape, your shit is wack

Act tough, but know you won't attack

Whoa

Can't take you seriously

No one know where you at

We ain't even make it yet

But you act like you on top, like you been that

Half the shit you claim is cap

And I can't even comprehend

Like how you steal a flow?

But you can't even make a fuckin cent?

I swear this shit make no sense

The way they be posted up playing pretend

Me and my twin we gon keep it on-

Me and my twin we keep it on ten

Fuck what I said, yeah we keep it a hunnid

That boy a lame and he keeping it nothing

I see you borrowed them clothes and racks and chains, everything else you was stunting

It's cashews

GPS waypoint set where the cash moves

Keeping them blades on me, cause I had to

If you tryna play with me it's a bad move

Like tattoos

Been got under your skin, why you mad too

Pull up and chop chop chop like masseuse

NFL shawty, she keep Running Back too

Like let's be real

With all the bullshit that you been claiming

Tell me what's the deal

I know when a pussy be faking

All these pussies talking funny, what's the deal?

I know they pussy IRL, like fucking chill

Drank too much again tonight, i cannot feel

Imma count my racks until i reach a fucking mil

For real for real, you ain't tote no gun

Know you ain't down to kill

Lil boy stay geeking off of them pills

He cap too much, like hoe be for real

Wanna mind my business, saving cash

But can't help but notice all the trash

I heard your tape, your shit is wack

Act tough, but know you won't attack