Kill it Lyrics

Pay, pay, attention, attention My shit do magic, my clip automatic

Cry Nick from Cali, OG granddaddy Tell that girl I pay attention

I just came here to kill it Kill a dog if you watchin

Kill a neighbor if he hear me Ain't town gettin' paper

Standin' all on the tables My girl she callin

My phone, I'm like the bae I'ma call you later

Niggas can't see me Even if I'm flat on your TV

Money poppin' out me Shit is like it's 3D

And my niggas got the plug to move a whole key

But it's back to the money Haters outta sight

Coke and Remy Every day and night

This lifestyle Bet you love this life

Back to the money Haters outta sight

Coke and Remy Every day and night

I told that motherfucker

Put me in the game And these fuckers can't see me

Plottin' on a nigga Tryin' fuckin' plans

See me in the game like Jordan I'm a smart father

Put me in the game And I'm a fuckin' outscorer

Bitch, I'm scarin' You bitch want me

Put me in the game And I'm a fuckin' outscorer

Bitch, I'm ballin' Crossin' over Boggin

If you put me in the game I'm a fuckin' outscorer

Can't fuck with a thot Cause these hoes ain't fair, bro

That bitch got five baby daddies And she don't even care

I think she a hunt for some hair, ho Big homie, Cino taught me that

If you ain't got no homies Then you better have a strap

This the motherfuckin' life that we chose Well, fuck it, then I'm wearin' all gold then

Rollin' up this OG Niggas call me OG

Girl skin white like a hokey Inktown, Detroit, T.O.P

Stay fresh like a fuckin' baby My whole hood goin' crazy

Y'all niggas, y'all fuckin' lazy That's why y'all ain't gon' make it

I told y'all motherfuckers

Put me in the game And these fuckers can't see me

Blockin' all them niggas Tryin' fuckin' playin

See me in the game like Jartin' I'm a small brother

Put me in the game And I'm a fuckin' outscorer

Bitch, I'm scarin' You bitch want me

Put me in the game And I'm a fuckin' outscorer

Bitch, I'm ballin' Crossin' over Boggin

If you put me in the game I'm a fuckin' outscorer

Gotta send me automatic Turn a hoe seem dramatic

Young boys, that's about that action Whip yo' ass then they put that shit on camera

Niggas wanna be me But they didn't believe me

Man, this shit crazy I'm livin' like that I used to dream when

Had family in the kitchen Hot cones on a hot stove

Hood jumpin' like a 6-4 Police at the front door

My bottles at the no-go Caught a opp at the no-go

Eye contact in the stove Fuck it, let it blow

I taught that motherfucker