This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight

Lady at the frank stand will

Ive got no license to kill

Till we will, fucking kill!

For real, a nigga ill

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

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

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

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Full up to fuck with blood,

That shit was wack as fuck