This is a song about "Kill"

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

Ive got no license to kill

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

Don't worry just done get inside

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Kill him, commit suicide, than kill him again, bitch.

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

I aint gonna kill them off/ imma let em kill themselves

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Teaming with demons, theyr scheming a kill

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

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