This is a song about "Girl kill"

Ive got no license to kill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

And he, what's his name, earl

Delicate little tan girl

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

Convertibles with turbo jets

I'm gon remember her, but still

Take a fucking chance that could later kill

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Kill him, commit suicide, than kill him again.