Kill Switch ft. Nicole Tripp Lyrics

I said where you from what hood you ain't official

Ima smoke your dumb ass up and put you right up in a swisher

Yea you talking like you bout it but ain't never met the reaper

It's gone be some repercussions since he laughing at them pictures

Man I told them turn me up since a war started

Preaching in the booth when I get loose I go retarted

It's a viral death wish for all them niggas who been plotting

I approved this message YST bitch ain't no stopping

Trenches Screaming telling me let's go

This for my brother 7boy we gone blow

To all my jungle killas

We gone start the show

We steppin for big Scotty Jay gang till I go

And I get tired of all these rappers fake dissing

I chose my card now I'm big ballin every season

My bitch get nasty Michael Jackson how I beat it

We scamming niggas in her DMs ain't no secret

That boy my son he fucking up he need a spanking

And fuck them schools the only thing I learned was bag chasing

The type of money that's gone make a bitch get ass naked

And only niggas from the trenches get what I'm saying

You see me smoking thugga we don't fuck with dezzy

He couldn't match my rap cuz we don't do the capping

He ain't from Compton it's the liggas he be repping

Man

And how you fuck on my big niece and then go flex it

You damn near 30 I ain't worrying bout what you texting

You think I'm dumb them little guns ain't gone blast shit

And y'all ain't never seen me like this let's get ratchet

Yea let's get ratchet

Starting these new habits

Like put all these hundreds and this glizzy in my mattress

They said I be capping nah I'm spazzing with my fashion

Ask that little nigga who got knocked in Donnas traffic

I walk the walk and talk the talk so what you trynna do

That asian boy be snitching talking like a interview

I'm with the action so far all this shit offended you

But you ain't make no type of comeback so let's get rid of you

I don't know why they live behind a fake page

Like we don't see them faces run around in LA

You not a rapper you a bitch that just be trolling

Set hopping, false claiming, little boy no city rolling

Bullets hit like idroprofun bitch cutthroat

Bitch I never been raided bitch you don't want no gun smoke

Yea float like a butterfly sting like a bee

Laughing at the opps cuz they big brother on a tee

I said where you from what hood you ain't official

Ima smoke your dumb ass up and put you right up in a swisher

Yea you talking like you bout it but ain't never met the reaper

It's gone be some repercussions since he laughing at them pictures

Man I told them turn me up since a war started

Preaching in the booth when I get loose I go retarted

It's a viral death wish for all them niggas who been plotting

I approved this message YST bitch ain't no stopping