Kill 'Em

[Refrain] Make these haters have a fucking heart attack They ain’t shining so they petty acting out aww yeh If you lived the life I live you would spazz out I got this thotties in my rental acting wild aww yeah [Verse 1] Going so hard every day Texting my ex cus I’m waved Everyone knows that I changed Yeah I upgraded Ah yeah Counting the racks that I make Uh Numbers are looking insane Wow And i know I went through some shit but right now I’m so great Ohhhh They talk shit about my lifestyle Ohhhh Baddies in my crib I got the lights down Yahhh I feel like I’m fucking Hugh Hefner or something Ohhh I can never give these niggas mercy now ya Understand I always win Yeah Had to get my mum a crib Ay Money longer than my dick Yeah Hope she doesn’t hear this shit Uh Imma really go harder yeah More money to make outcher Yea I fell good I got racks now I got the hits like a boxer [Chorus] Ooh, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em Yah, yah Ooh, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em Yah, yah Ooh, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em Kill 'em yah, yah Ooh kill 'em Kill 'em Yah, yah [Verse 2] I can’t still spit bars though Right now I’m turnt up I can see through the sky now Watch me take this shit further Right now I’m so gone You might see my face on a poster Missing in action my actions kosher [Refrain] Make these haters have a fucking heart attack They ain’t shining so they petty acting out aww yeh If you lived the life I live you would spazz out I got this thotties in my rental acting wild aww yeah [Verse 3] Uhh 5am I’m gone the henny its mad All I want in my life is pure gas and cash its mad Don’t watch the price tag I still cop that Yeah you know its mad Gone of the liquor and still in the bits yeah you know it's mad Ohhhh They talk shit about my lifestyle Ohhhh Baddies in my crib I got the lights down Yahhh I feel like I’m fucking Hugh Hefner or something Ohhh I can never give these niggas mercy now ya Understand I always win Yeah Had to get my mum a crib Ay Money longer than my dick Yeah Hope she doesn’t hear this shit Uh Imma really go harder yeah More money to make outcher Yea I fell good I got racks now I got the hits like a boxer [Chorus] Ooh, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em Yah, yah Ooh, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em Yah, yah Ooh, kill 'em Kill 'em, kill 'em Kill 'em yah, yah Ooh kill 'em Kill 'em Yah, yah