CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : KOTA
Hey, hey
Born to kill for this sh*t, ay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
My life is a movie, DVD, that sh*t for sale
F**k 'bout what you heard, f**k 'bout what you tell
It's just me and gang, kings of the ant hill
All gas, no brakes, pop off, propane
White girl, cocaine, caked up nose rangs, uh
I remember chillin', doin' hoodrat sh*t with friends
These n***as my children, I don't wanna make amends
Underground Underdogs finna pop sh*t like confetti
Locked and load, we set it off, I had to get my blicky ready
Ho, before I die, I hope that I can reach a million subs
You and I, our lives are really f**kin' juxtaposed
That b*t*h been obsessed with me, to me, she just a stupid ho
Always tryna call a n***a on a bunch of different phones
I'm with Shwinnis, not Joe Biden
F**k that ho, she lyin'
Keep that pipe on me, got iron
He got canceled, that boy lyin'
Oops, I just put the juice in my veins, I'm not Bruce
I just feel like Bane, put the pain in the booth
Suicide Cobain, blow my brains out the roof
She a freak, tie her up, she got turned on by the noose
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
My life is a movie, DVD, that sh*t for sale
F**k 'bout what you heard, f**k 'bout what you tell
It's just me and gang, kings of the ant hill
I was sixteen, I was sellin' that dope
Night job shift, had me wipin' those floors
I was sellin' them eighths in the middle of my break
Got a lot on my plate, but you know how it go
She said it's fate, I said, "Like, baby, I'm feelin' the same way, but look at the odds"
She wanna play, I just want vacays and couple of babies [?]
I need my plate, I keep my family locked and I'm lovin' my girl, no menages
Push came to shove and that sh*t was just whoopin' my a**, now I'm tryna push sh*t just to start
Pushin' that sh*t 'til this limit, my limit been limitless
Just cop me the stimulus
I be running away, but I cannot get into that (Shh, hush)
So, baby, cut into this
Thirty in my 40, I got two, them jawns akimbo
Caught your homie goin' in his crib, then turned him to indo
K clip curl look nice as f**k when spittin' out my window
Twenty nickels hit his face, now they keep askin', "Where his sense go?"
Blood all on his kinfolk, oops, it's on a lil' opp b*t*h
Known for catchin' fades with everybody, 'cause I don't got picks
Eli Manning with the package, known to make rock flip
Shwinny pull up from a distance, no Ben Simmons, I will not miss (Shh)
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
I'm somethin' like a role model, I feel like Uncle Phil (Yuh)
I just popped a pill, I'll let you know how I feel
B*t*h, I'm spinnin' like Yoshimitsu, I'm drinkin' like I had gills
Back pockets stuffed with bills, got me dancin' like Eddy Gordo
Strippers beggin' me for photos 'cause I look so f**kin' gorgeous (Yuh)
She sucked my d**k and now she feel like she important
Yeah, my whip imported, b*t*h, you know I could afford it
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
My life is a movie, DVD, that sh*t for sale
F**k 'bout what you heard, f**k 'bout what you tell
It's just me and gang, kings of the ant hill
Sh*t, like, for real
Let's go
F**k 'bout what you heard, yeah
Strip
Born to kill for this sh*t, ay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
My life is a movie, DVD, that sh*t for sale
F**k 'bout what you heard, f**k 'bout what you tell
It's just me and gang, kings of the ant hill
All gas, no brakes, pop off, propane
White girl, cocaine, caked up nose rangs, uh
I remember chillin', doin' hoodrat sh*t with friends
These n***as my children, I don't wanna make amends
Underground Underdogs finna pop sh*t like confetti
Locked and load, we set it off, I had to get my blicky ready
Ho, before I die, I hope that I can reach a million subs
You and I, our lives are really f**kin' juxtaposed
That b*t*h been obsessed with me, to me, she just a stupid ho
Always tryna call a n***a on a bunch of different phones
I'm with Shwinnis, not Joe Biden
F**k that ho, she lyin'
Keep that pipe on me, got iron
He got canceled, that boy lyin'
Oops, I just put the juice in my veins, I'm not Bruce
I just feel like Bane, put the pain in the booth
Suicide Cobain, blow my brains out the roof
She a freak, tie her up, she got turned on by the noose
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
My life is a movie, DVD, that sh*t for sale
F**k 'bout what you heard, f**k 'bout what you tell
It's just me and gang, kings of the ant hill
I was sixteen, I was sellin' that dope
Night job shift, had me wipin' those floors
I was sellin' them eighths in the middle of my break
Got a lot on my plate, but you know how it go
She said it's fate, I said, "Like, baby, I'm feelin' the same way, but look at the odds"
She wanna play, I just want vacays and couple of babies [?]
I need my plate, I keep my family locked and I'm lovin' my girl, no menages
Push came to shove and that sh*t was just whoopin' my a**, now I'm tryna push sh*t just to start
Pushin' that sh*t 'til this limit, my limit been limitless
Just cop me the stimulus
I be running away, but I cannot get into that (Shh, hush)
So, baby, cut into this
Thirty in my 40, I got two, them jawns akimbo
Caught your homie goin' in his crib, then turned him to indo
K clip curl look nice as f**k when spittin' out my window
Twenty nickels hit his face, now they keep askin', "Where his sense go?"
Blood all on his kinfolk, oops, it's on a lil' opp b*t*h
Known for catchin' fades with everybody, 'cause I don't got picks
Eli Manning with the package, known to make rock flip
Shwinny pull up from a distance, no Ben Simmons, I will not miss (Shh)
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
I'm somethin' like a role model, I feel like Uncle Phil (Yuh)
I just popped a pill, I'll let you know how I feel
B*t*h, I'm spinnin' like Yoshimitsu, I'm drinkin' like I had gills
Back pockets stuffed with bills, got me dancin' like Eddy Gordo
Strippers beggin' me for photos 'cause I look so f**kin' gorgeous (Yuh)
She sucked my d**k and now she feel like she important
Yeah, my whip imported, b*t*h, you know I could afford it
I was born to kill for this sh*t, like, for real
My life is a movie, DVD, that sh*t for sale
F**k 'bout what you heard, f**k 'bout what you tell
It's just me and gang, kings of the ant hill
Sh*t, like, for real
Let's go
F**k 'bout what you heard, yeah
Strip
