This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Uhh, and i'm ill

Till we will, fucking kill!

You're our own flesh and blood/

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

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

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

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

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

We aint summer we cold as bro our blood doesn't flow, it froze

I'm gon remember her, but still

But,my raps scar and kill,