Kill 4 Kill Lyrics

Playin' had a hundred thousand ways to make some money

Every stage you call, I'm ready to dance

We had to put that ball away

Uh, uh, yeah

This shit crazy, that my big friend gone

I cannot see it fade

Thuggin' down this step

Fucked her up like, what the fuck she say

Ain't it crazy

Hit her with that Glock like, why she wanna play

Hot got fucked up in that car

What the fuck she tryna say

This blunt here, it hit hard so hard

Roll that bitch boy, to the face

I wish, they would tried to play

I'm poppin' out, wit fully drac

This shit here is not no game

We just ain't cool, I still ain't shot in hell

Young nigga, show him shit, no time to tell him roll or fail

Fuck the J's, we take him on the chase

And tell him free to rail

How bout you ain't gone

This shit ain't real, I swear it can't be real

We livin' by the gun, the highway down

We sell no kill for kill

Load it up, the choppers in the sketch

We went on the drill

Had to take the drug, don't leave no ink

Just tell him, fuck the deal

They told us all lies

When we were young, but now we know the real

Woah, wow

Twin, you know I got your back

I wish you never thought like that

Wish that we could take it back

I swear to God, it wouldn't happen

They know how top off get down

They play with this shit, get it changed

Speak on Trinket, bro

For real, I park that fake bitch like a pill

They say that he in the field

I swear to God, he don't do drills

We was at style, for real

Fashioning kit with a whole lot of steel

These niggas, I can get killed

Speak of my twin, I'ma crank that for real

On that top off

Straight David Fidel

Four-two, 24, I love you, son

Swing, you know I got your back

I wish you never thought like that