Kill Bill Lyrics

Bet I'm set for life yea,

I rolled the dice

Lil hoe tried to play me once

I'll be damned she do it twice

Hottest nigga since a pizza

She gone beg me for a slice

How leaving in the morning

You can't even spend the night

Bitch I'm fly

Talking helicopter, I'm a walking kite

Fit check, put it on today

This shit kinda slight

Deadeye in a Redeye drive and shoot precise

Demon time nailed her to the cross

She yelling Jesus Christ

Bro just bought a cat

This ain't no scat

Black beach they know my gang

Got them asking where we at

Keep your opinion before I shoot ya in your mouth, that's a fact

Hard to listen to

Get him out my ear that nigga wax

Keep a bitch from my side of town

Ass and titties fat

Dogged his hoe know I did her dirty

He don't want her back

Yea my bros like my spray ground

I know they got my back

We went from stacking legos

And now we stacking up them racks

Yellow coupe Pikachu, Kill Bill

She ain't get it from her moma tho, it feel real

Black car spin time, lights off drill drill

Cold ahh nigga bitch I walk around I'm giving wind chills

Hit for seven then Eleven bitch

Ok I'm cashing out

Rain a train on shawty

I'm done you know I'm tagging out

They know what I can do

Ain't got to brag ain't shit to talk about

But You gone Rest in Peace

You fuck around and bring my savage out

Pink slip paper tag

Just floated off the lot

Let her titties hang in the car

because I dropped the top

Asked why she acting all weird

She said popped a bar

Dressed in Era one

You play and I'm shoot ya like a star

Ain't no biggie bout no beef

We quick to turn him to a pac

Aye what's in yo wallet

Benjamin bussing out the slacks

Put it on her grill

Now he asking for his baby back

Catch his ass while he sleep

Now we smoking lazy pack

Take the top off the Jeep

And just shoot out the roof

Nigga you a duck and she a duck

But I'm fly like a goose

Im a wealthy child

And a dream world rocker too

Rocking PNP when I'm in my …

Yellow coupe Pikachu, Kill Bill

She ain't get it from her moma tho, it feel real

Black car turn the lights off, spin, drill drill

Cold ahh nigga bitch I walk around I'm giving wind chills

Hit for seven then Eleven bitch

Ok I'm cashing out

Rain a train on shawty

I'm done you know I'm tagging out

They know what I can do

Ain't got to brag ain't shit to talk about

But You gone Rest in Peace

You fuck around and bring my savage out