Kill Shit ft. y2k Lyrics

Oh

Yea

Yea

It's Him

And, And we back

Huh, Yea

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' make it

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' take it

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' kill shit

I'm gon' kill shit

I said I'm gon kill shit

Back in this motherfucker

Sam Jack in this motherfucker

Motherfucker, Motherfucker

You don't know what I been thru, I'm a pit, You shitzu

Only took L's to me and myself, I'm 10-2

You'll be in critical for coming at this fool, who spit flu's

Break laws and rip crews

Call me skrilla getter, not a killer nigga, lady killer

I don't even gotta trick, 'cause she feel a nigga

I was linking bitches back when I had a bunk bed

Nothing more embarrassing than bottom bunk head

Treat them like shit, yea that's what my Unc said

Made a movie with her, just in case we bump heads

Never see me tripping off of what a punk said

Fighting over hoes get you dead, or lump head

Stepping on these niggas like a 12-foot man

Applying pressure, and I'm only using one leg

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' make it

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' take it

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' kill shit

I'm gon' kill shit

I said I'm gon kill shit

I brought MILFs to Milford, mommy never knew though

Moving like I'm Future, call me Rav-Pluto

We was doing judo, kicking it

Hit it, kicked her out, called her back the next day, I'm still digging it

Some say I'm ignorant, chase chips like I'm Durant

Should cop a za plant, have the hood jumping like Ja Morant

Not the one to rhyme against, eat your food like I got some stamps

Pop a hater like I pop the champ-, how I pop a tramp

I got shooters who gon' pop for free, I don't gotta dance

I don't even gotta say a word, I just glance

Blue strips in my pants

Foreign feets, stepping on the ants

If I diss you, it'll be the neighborhood chant

Niggaz I thought I was cool with, ain't really that

Now I'm moving tact

This for anybody tryna bring war to me

I'm prepared for the casualties

I would run through your faculty

Talking crazy thinking it ain't gon' get back to me is a big mistake

Had to regroup and get back to the basics

In my hood niggaz hating

Went to college with racists

The N - I - double G, E - R, entertainment was Raymond

My friends got arraignments

Wanted Pradas, not Asics

Scamming at young ages, dreaming of Ranges

Robbing and stealing, walking around with gauges

I was doing baseball and rapping, stayed away from the trapping

Niggaz started mumbling, I said fuck that shit

They started doing trendy rap, I said fuck that shit, too

That's why I'm him, who are you

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' make it

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' take it

I don't understand why they looking at me

Like I'm not that nigga, like I'm not the one who gon' kill shit

I'm gon' kill shit

I said I'm gon kill shit