This is a song about "Ill kill u"

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

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

To im chopping of your genitals kill ya mother and father drop u and your

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Bitch i do it from the over to the kill thats ill

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

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Real shit, twisted and sick feel me bitch? ill kill ya quick im itchin to put

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

I'm ill, sick of lil penis fappers takin notes from kill bill