Kills Back

(Thanks, Yakree)

I just threw two back, I play with racks and I take meds

Fourteen hundred for my Pradas, step on oppers, bust they head

I ain't tryna go rap for rap 'cause y'all gon' cap and bring the feds

Tweak and you get clapped and that's no cap, we leave a nigga red

My bro, he a slimeball, green flag around his head

Pop out cuts and blind y'all, Ray Charles, can't see this lead

Them niggas gon' run, they hear them shots, so hop out, hit them legs

Pockets filled with knots, I give you guap, you go and take a head

I just threw this pill back, nigga, I don't feel nothin'

You know we get kills back, yup, they come and kill somethin'

I be off them mеds with my mans tryna pill somethin'

But we want your head, you can't hidе, we gon' still come

I be in the field for real, rest up Leeke, drill love

Signed a deal, I'm on they ass, we gon' run them kills up

Chopper hit your hitman and he gon' need a wheel pump

FMJ deflate his ass, they tellin' Crack to get up

Sosa hit my phone like, "Where you at?" We with Boogieman

Got a rapper nigga drop, we finna go and catch his ass

Wait outside his house, if he come out, then we gon' get his ass

But we couldn't catch him, man, I wish we would've hit his ass

Before I grabbed the mic, I had that dope, I was the cookie man

Cuttin' up them slabs, I have the strap for any pussy man

You said it out your mouth, so stand on business, nigga, do it then

I play with them switches, if he pull up, I'ma do his ass

I just threw two back, I play with racks and I take meds

Fourteen hundred for my Pradas, step on oppers, bust they head

I ain't tryna go rap for rap 'cause y'all gon' cap and bring the feds

Tweak and you get clapped and that's no cap, we leave a nigga red

My bro, he a slimeball, green flag around his head

Pop out cuts and blind y'all, Ray Charles, can't see this lead

Them niggas gon' run, they hear them shots, so hop out, hit them legs

Pockets filled with knots, I give you guap, you go and take a head

Mobs bangin' white flags, I'm tryna see them bitches red

Hop out that all black four-door, kick, hit 'til a nigga dead

These niggas, they pussy, they jokes, they hoes, they bitches

You know they scared

I'm big Foulout, I'll leave you red

I'll leave a bitch nigga braindead

Nigga, I do hits for real, play with me, I get you whacked

Nigga think we workin' at Lids, all we catch is hats

Chase him down and hit his back

Pop out, it's a sneak attack

Nine ain't have nine lives, but he a pussy cat

Suited up like Men in Black these niggas duck, I hear the quack

Opps be dyin' back to back, this shit is just a chain react

Diamonds doing jumping jacks, these niggas lame for servin'

Niggas see me, they get nervous, niggas know I put that work in

I just threw two back, I play with racks and I take meds

Fourteen hundred for my Pradas, step on oppers, bust they head

I ain't tryna go rap for rap 'cause y'all gon' cap and bring the feds

Tweak and you get clapped and that's no cap, we leave a nigga red

My bro, he a slimeball, green flag around his head

Pop out cuts and blind y'all, Ray Charles, can't see this lead

Them niggas gon' run, they hear them shots, so hop out, hit them legs

Pockets filled with knots, I give you guap, you go and take a head