This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

I'm gon remember her, but still

Ive got no license to kill

For real, a nigga ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

But we be having that jersey

I'm cold on the cold turkey

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Graveyards filling up with street blood

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

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep