Killer Shit Lyrics

Yeah man

I don't what, you know

Really be going through these people's heads, like

I'd get on any type of beat

Yeah

Yeah

Uh

Yeah man!

I guess we're not on the same page right now

You don't understand me, huh

You made the mistake of betraying me

And we was supposed to be family, huh

This ain't a game Crash Bandicoot

I turn the tables and demand the truth

I tell you kids I'm a man of proof

I don't even gotta get as mad as you

With these hard lyrics I'ma damage you

Better plan to shoot

'Fore I show you what this famine do

I'll famish you

And make your whole clan vanish, too

Damn! Word is my bond

Pushing foreign whips to Infinity and beyond

No I don't fuck with that nigga he a peon

Just watch this red dot hit you infrared neon

We ain't fucking with no "low lifes"

You know I keep that money rolled tight

Pull up extension stendo long pipe

Nightmare be that clan that's for life

We ain't fucking with no "low lifes"

You know I keep that money rolled tight

Pull up extension stendo long pipe

Nightmare be that clan that's for life

Like

Hearts broken when we disappear

Aint no time to waste can't make no paper when we livin' in fear

Understand that I got the plan that's gon' bring us to the top

Hearts stop

They don't know

That a lot has been lost

Wondering, when where why

So much has changed

Ain't nothing left but a soft image these fake niggas be spittin'

Try to comprehend but don't understand

I don't fuck with no snitches

Ain't no nigga with no loyalty

Gon' make me play make believe

Can't believe in no bullshit gotta grind so my niggas feast

Enemy of my enemy

Call that nigga friend

Guide his hands at light

We're soldiers till the end

My eternal companion

But his life I'll end

We ain't fucking with no "low lifes"

You know I keep that money rolled tight

Pull up extension stendo long pipe

Nightmare be that clan that's for life

We ain't fucking with no "low lifes"

You know I keep that money rolled tight

Pull up extension stendo long pipe

Nightmare be that clan that's for life

Like

They want they "Bhobolate Bookie"

Gotta tell 'em I ain't really on that gang shit

I tell 'em NIG.HT.M.A.RE that clan though

But we ain't never been on tame shit

It's like would really, yeah I'm shamless

Got the world on my shoulder but I'm weightless

I'm lacing my "J's" for the races

Where I stare death in the face

and I'm left in a stasis

I'm a restless mess wrecking a Tesla

I'm testing my best against the rest of ya

Pressing buttons till I blow up the fucking president

So get your guard up

'Cause they tryna break into your residence

And leave with no evidence

Or a hint of relevance

They do as they please

'Cause they believe they're benevolent

So it's evident

That you were never best in it

I put style together and these pussy rappers left with it

We ain't fucking with no "low lifes"

You know I keep that money rolled tight

Pull up extension stendo long pipe

Nightmare be that clan that's for life

We ain't fucking with no "low lifes"

You know I keep that money rolled tight

Pull up extension stendo long pipe

Nightmare be that clan that's for life

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