CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Killin a Sport
M-M-M-Murda
All these racks, I tend to do the most whenever I shop at stores
All this goddamn Dior, I'm that lil' n***a these hoes adore
I'm thumbin' through all of these bands
b*t*h I'm the man, take a good girl to a whore
Got a Glock inside of my pants, n***a complainin', leavin' his brains on the floor
My n***a he a shooter, got 2 turn Rugers, tryna up the score
Pop a n***a, Medulla for the mula, he can kick down doors
Clip look like a ruler, catch a loser, and show no remorse
My n***a don't got no future, he f**ked up, he think killin' a sport
Probably pop an opp and skurt off in a 'Rarri
I ain't tryna fight, Glock kicks, Jeff Hardy
Jet bought a Tec to come shoot up yo' party
Flip off the flesh, could kill everybody
Cream Dior all over my body
f**kin' up barber that look like Carti
Diamonds on ice, got my wrist playin' Hockey
Shining real bright, it be easy to spot me
Yeah, it be easy to spot me
Rest comin' in, it's gon' be hard for you to stop me
n***as mad that they not me
Put it in power, they thought I was god
But now lil' b*t*hes drop for them projects
Spendin' bread with the gang, ain't nobody stop me
f**k the opps, I ain't satisfied 'till them n***as see death
I tote big fire, I swear I don't need help
Ridin' with the strap, I ain't talking 'bout a seat belt
Big fire on my lap, I ain't sleepin' 'till this sh*t dealt with
You n***as jump out then get killed quick
I don't wanna talk when I get you zipped
I don't wanna talk when I get you flipped
Roll 'em up in a cigar
I'm swinging that steel like guitars
Then she left my heart with scars
All these racks, I tend to do the most whenever I shop at stores
All this goddamn Dior, I'm that lil' n***a these hoes adore
I'm thumbin' through all of these bands
b*t*h I'm the man, take a good girl to a whore
Got a Glock inside of my pants, n***a complainin', leavin' his brains on the floor
My n***a he a shooter, got 2 turn Rugers, tryna up the score
Pop a n***a, Medulla for the mula, he can kick down doors
Clip look like a ruler, catch a loser, and show no remorse
My n***a don't got no future, he f**ked up, he think killin' a sport
All these racks, I tend to do the most whenever I shop at stores
All this goddamn Dior, I'm that lil' n***a these hoes adore
I'm thumbin' through all of these bands
b*t*h I'm the man, take a good girl to a whore
Got a Glock inside of my pants, n***a complainin', leavin' his brains on the floor
My n***a he a shooter, got 2 turn Rugers, tryna up the score
Pop a n***a, Medulla for the mula, he can kick down doors
Clip look like a ruler, catch a loser, and show no remorse
My n***a don't got no future, he f**ked up, he think killin' a sport
Probably pop an opp and skurt off in a 'Rarri
I ain't tryna fight, Glock kicks, Jeff Hardy
Jet bought a Tec to come shoot up yo' party
Flip off the flesh, could kill everybody
Cream Dior all over my body
f**kin' up barber that look like Carti
Diamonds on ice, got my wrist playin' Hockey
Shining real bright, it be easy to spot me
Yeah, it be easy to spot me
Rest comin' in, it's gon' be hard for you to stop me
n***as mad that they not me
Put it in power, they thought I was god
But now lil' b*t*hes drop for them projects
Spendin' bread with the gang, ain't nobody stop me
f**k the opps, I ain't satisfied 'till them n***as see death
I tote big fire, I swear I don't need help
Ridin' with the strap, I ain't talking 'bout a seat belt
Big fire on my lap, I ain't sleepin' 'till this sh*t dealt with
You n***as jump out then get killed quick
I don't wanna talk when I get you zipped
I don't wanna talk when I get you flipped
Roll 'em up in a cigar
I'm swinging that steel like guitars
Then she left my heart with scars
All these racks, I tend to do the most whenever I shop at stores
All this goddamn Dior, I'm that lil' n***a these hoes adore
I'm thumbin' through all of these bands
b*t*h I'm the man, take a good girl to a whore
Got a Glock inside of my pants, n***a complainin', leavin' his brains on the floor
My n***a he a shooter, got 2 turn Rugers, tryna up the score
Pop a n***a, Medulla for the mula, he can kick down doors
Clip look like a ruler, catch a loser, and show no remorse
My n***a don't got no future, he f**ked up, he think killin' a sport
