This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

While i'm making history

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Skipping class and growing cold

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

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

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

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Graveyards filling up with street blood

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

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

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club