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Kill (Freestyle)
by
Juice WRLD
Featuring(s) : Freestyle
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Catch me spittin' on this Kill beat Hopin' that these n***as would just feel me, the real me My weapon is concealed and You know I'm a suspect when I walk into the building I came to London just to make some noise The sh*t I say is for grown men, these bars are not for lil boys I'm Andy with these toys You run up on me, you get flexed on like Terry Crews and steroids Listen, I been ballin' like a Piston I been marchin' on n***as like I am army enlisted You run up on me, you get it My choppa' retarded and spittin' on these goofy ass n***as Pop a roofie, I'm gone, in a whole nother zone Put my d**k in yo mom, that's the sh*t that I'm on Yeah that's the sh*t that I'm on, you ain't on sh*t cause you dumb You run up on me, you gone, that choppa' on me, it's rung You get hung like a noose I'm about the war, give a f**k about the truce All about myself, I give a f**k about you Matter of fact, I may just shoot the f**k up out you Put an X next to your name like Malcolm I guess you didn't weigh your options out, your outcomes You did the wrong sh*t on the right day We turn a white day into a red day f**k what yo mom say, f**k what yo' dad say I keep it 3K like my first name Andre If I go broke, I'm probably servin' like an entree In Bombay with yo girl suckin' all on me Off the Xannies, I'm a zombie Don't believe me, try me, f**k around, stomp you I'm kinda hungry off the weed, I may chomp you And that shorty, she a eater, she a muncher Man I'm feeling like a monster Straight Jeffrey Dahmer when I'm grippin' the Llama You don't want problems, no smoke at all I take your whole pound and smoke it all I take yo b*t*hes then f**k 'em all They on my D, I'm hatin', I duck 'em all And she look at my whole team then suck 'em all Macaroni on me, it'll buck-buck 'em all Man somebody tell me to stop, nah, I'mma keep goin', just watch I take yo Rollie, yo watch, yo b*t*hes all on my c*ck You run up on me, get popped, they judge a n***a like Cochran They forgot to stop it, run up on me here I got a rocket on me, no launcher I feel like I am the bestest, I'm deadlier than asbestos My word is really my weapon, I'm coming back for some seconds Freestylin's a preference, send you to stairway to heaven Man, these n***as writin' the sh*t that I say The beats beat when I'm beatin' like Doctor the Dre I pull up on them with the choppa', and screamin' out "Hey! f**k you, pow pow, have a nice day" And my wrist is like an ice tray, and yo b*t*h she do what I say Yeah, she put her hands in the air when my song come on Like single ladies and Beyonce, yeah And the way that I spit sh*t I burn n***as like Jamaicans with the incense Been the realest with the sh*t ever since I was an infant I'm a misfit, Tony Hawk on my grind like a trip tip, you could get hit Choppa leave you cryin' like a chick flick, I'm a sick kid b*t*h, I been lit, man these n***as ain't sh*t but some pussies And pork ass n***as, f**k is a piglet f**k is these n***as, I don't f**k with these n***as A four-leaf clover on a bullet, good luck with these n***as Man it must suck for these n***as, ol' sufferin' n***as YouTube ol' video bufferin' n***as Ol' big bad wolf huff-puffin' ass n***as Til I pull up on the scene like "You think you hard?" I put a bullet hole through your muffin ass, n***a Man, all the songs that I'm bumpin', I got the partiers jumpin' You run up on me, it's over, that chopper's on me, it's dumpin' I'll dump you like a bad relationship, hold on, wait, wait, wait Let me take this sh*t, it may take a bit I spit the sh*t I say, go back, re-say it Then say somethin' different, replacin' it, man they hatin' us It's presidential brain from yo b*t*h Sarah Palin kid Still sellin' John McCain, like you got yo sh*t snatched My flow is off the chain, pull up in the rover, yeah I got the range I feel like Drake, nothing was the same n***as love to hate, get up out my face before you catch a AK Shoot him in his face, tell that n***a bye-bye, man down, mayday Pull up to his mom house and turn it to my safe place I need a safe haven, I'm too busy slayin' Dyin' my hair like Super Saiyans, leave his face on the pavement Jackie Chan when I'm smokin', I really feel like an Asian f**k yo b*t*h when I'm high, call that sh*t Asian persuasion I rush out with yo girl, she f**k for hours up in the shower I feel like I got superpowers, I'm so superb I'm bout the action, you n***as bout action verbs I don't gotta say a word, I shoot for the green, feelin' like Larry Bird On the competition, I drop and take a turd Shove it in they ears, they hearin' every word Really though, I get it poppin' like a n***a hittin' wheelies hoe Or an ollie hoe, or a molly hoe Run a train on yo b*t*h, that's a trolley hoe Don't try me how I do you like Dej Loaf You want to go to heaven so bad, here's a halo My gun sing like J Lo, you better get low like limbo Before you catch a couple shots for yo kinfolk I'm Rambo with the ammo, I don't never let go Money kinda stick to me, call me Juice Velcro Say you gettin' money now, f**k n***a hell no You don't like Adidas but this choppa give you shell toes This choppa' give you shell toes And leave yo ass dancin' on the floor like a red nose Beam on my gun, that's a red nose Pull up on the scene, let the sh*t blow Yonkers, Yonkers, in this b*t*h with Westwood, man
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