This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

You're our own flesh and blood/

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Before you turn too cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Till we will, fucking kill!

As i light one for ill will

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood