'killy'

(Ay Tweeko mixed this you know, it sounds cold)

All blood red you would think this was the aftermath

Noti boy bling touch my chain and it's a bloody bath

Trading drugs like match attacks, your plug got fake cali packs

The youngers ask me teach em so I'm putting on an after class

Yeah my bitch bad but she a motherfuckin' psychopath

When she need dickin', she just tell me through the telepath

Smokin' on a cabbage patch, rolling up a baseball bat

Imma have me R&R and bark it in a bubble bath

Lately I've been getting sick and tired of these fake niggas