This is a song about "Kill for you"

Kill a babysitter and hire a gravedigger for my motherfucking nigga,

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Some kill for millions, i sold my soul for pennies son!

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Coz all of us are gonna kill you

Kill you then throw you in a whirlpool.

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Your down for the count boi here its first kill

Luck is gone for you mister kill a cop ain't steady

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I be on some other shit

I kill for the real it,

And when i start to rise

Kill ya, you in the afterlife