Kill Bill
RichOffE
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Dead, the way I'm coughing Big time, what the f*ck I look like, boxing? You bullies ain't the first to try and stop me Green light, ain't pulling punches, now I'm Rocky My bad bitch too bossy Her hips made of elastic Swear my heart's made of plastic Smoking blunts, I'm a Rasta On my way out, no Mufasa Need people all around the world listening Listen up, or like Tee, get grizzly Some shit gone, you can't ask Blake Ever since that day, keep my money in a safe The f*ck is a beef, I ain't into all that drama Rack up a check, give it right to my mama Hype beast, I ain't talking Bape Hit it from the side, she hit my vape Put in the work, I am a killer You too easy, you no killer biller Really, your wife still been hitting me up Ask me why I keep a strap feeling her up She calling, I ain't picking up I'm in the cut getting drunk as f*ck With a bad bitch (I ain't 21, bitch, but I'm savage) I could only ever live lavish (She know that these are classics) I'm a dog but I'm also a scholastic Freestyle shit if I don't feel like writing Little homies talk, f*ck a bark, I'm biting All these ways I might die I have to put up a good fight Everybody know the devil start with an angel I was selling packs before I could palm a ball Ten toes, you know I been standing tall I was selling r**** just down the hall Say, "What you pouring up?" Tech Hi-C Got a flair drip, call that R-I-C If I got my head down, let me up I'm up and I'm down, I been popping them beans Rest in peace to all the homies I'm about my cheese, bitch, macaroni Shit ain't great, your ass ain't Tony Bitch, dial up, bro, you sound real phony Drop in the function, I got white on my sleeve Cutting all day, I'm gonna make myself bleed Talking like, bitch, I'm a young felony This shit ain't no game, it's survival So I'm gonna shoot straight as a rifle We dress all white like it's bridal You stay competing for the title Everything gold just like I'm Midas Walk right through, you get caught up in the smoke Watch your bitch face as I walk up in the room Need to sweep the streets so I got to keep a broom Ain't no conscience, I'm a 505 goon Please give me my standing ovation Try me every day, no fucking vacation Try me every day, no fucking vacation (Every day, they keep testing my patience) (Every day, they keep testing my patience)
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