Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill
Till we will, fucking kill!
Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood
Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and
Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,
Graveyards filling up with street blood
Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck
I used to be the most humble until
Ive got no license to kill
Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused
Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift
Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
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