This is a song about "Gimme kills"

Cold, my style making my nose run

Gimme a second i reckon

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Kills any body with just his pencil.

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Still i obeyed and prayed i wouldn't update my kills,

I worried if i'd pass that, but i raised the bar, and this time kills,

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Crucify anyone who don't gimme top billing

And my niggas say

"heyy....wtf dad!! first gimme my pay"

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

I’m a blonde dre, now gimme kanye’s glasses