Hilary ft. TroubleBoy Kash Lyrics

These niggas be killing me

Gotta bitch wit a bank

Like Hilary

Don't keep ya friends

Closer than ya enemies

John Cena nigga ain't seeing me

We spin his block

Now he baked like rotisserie

New video vixen

I know that she missing me

Somebody tell Rubi to get at me

Tryna knock the pedals

Off her roses literally

Walk down on a opp

Now he need him a sensu bean

You don't go no opps so

Your beef don't make sense to me

Out of town know that

Blicky it's stuck to me

Clip hold a wing stop

Big fifty piece

Kobe in the fourth quarter

Can't fuck with me

New chop wit a knife

Name it cutlery

Twenty one got a dagger

In the cut wit me

Couldn't fuck wit me

If they fuck wit me

Big four and

Imma bang it to the death of me

But imma die of old age

Cause my opps weak

Cut the lil hoe off

Cause her too weak

When you top me

Better slop me

If I need something beat

Imma call Wee

If you need something hit

Better call me

Kidnappings murders and robbery's

Everywhere I go

Gotta g lock wit me

Anywhere I go Boob

Gone slide wit me

Felon at twenty one

Now I'm twenty three

Who with me gone ride

Do that time for me

Who with me gone slide

Draw that iron for me

Who with me

New shirt two fifty

C eight vette got twenty racks in it

Niggas be snakes

The world full of envy

I load up my drake and

Stuff racks in my skinnies

Shawty thought we was winning

Lil hoe this just the beginning

We done start back spinning

Blo scope the drop before we hit it

I'm sending Tev and Kay wit it

They take face and fitted

Run his watch and pockets

Man they came up on some benjis

I came up now I'm living

Smoke the exoticest spinach

VVs hit while I'm grinning

I gotta smile while I'm in it

Hit from the back then I pin it

Mortal Kombat finisher

Pass that how to the clique

My circle tight like a tennis shoe

These niggas be killing me

Gotta bitch wit a bank

Like Hilary

Don't keep ya friends

Closer than ya enemies

John Cena nigga ain't seeing me

We spin his block

Now he baked like rotisserie

New video vixen

I know that she missing me

Somebody tell Rubi to get at me

Tryna knock the pedals

Off her roses literally

Walk down on a opp

Now he need him a sensu bean

You don't go no opps so

Your beef don't make sense to me

Out of town know that

Blicky it's stuck to me

Clip hold a wing stop

Big fifty piece

Kobe in the fourth quarter

Can't fuck with me

New chop wit a knife

Name it cutlery

Twenty one got a dagger

In the cut wit me

Couldn't fuck wit me

If they fuck wit me

Yea you know I'm cracking fours

But I might throw em up

Cuz I fuck with Guap

Bitch say why they call you Kash

I reached in my pocket

I pulled out a knot

Them boys already know

Not to post they drop

I pull up get they ass rocked

Hop out wit this seven six two and

Wake up the whole block

Tell them boys to stop the cappin

They ain't sending no shots

Pull up on him wipe his nose

We ain't leave no snot

She ate the dick up

Got hit from the back

Nigga that's your thot

The city know

We stepped up on

Your partner say we bogus

These niggas be killing me

Gotta bitch wit a bank

Like Hilary

Don't keep ya friends

Closer than ya enemies

John Cena nigga ain't seeing me

We spin his block

Now he baked like rotisserie

New video vixen

I know that she missing me

Somebody tell Rubi to get at me

Tryna knock the pedals

Off her roses literally

Walk down on a opp

Now he need him a sensu bean

You don't go no opps so

Your beef don't make sense to me

Out of town know that

Blicky it's stuck to me

Clip hold a wing stop

Big fifty piece

Kobe in the fourth quarter

Can't fuck with me

New chop wit a knife

Name it cutlery

Twenty one got a dagger

In the cut wit me

Couldn't fuck wit me

If they fuck wit me