letra de kill me - lil keel
[intro]
sh-t, sh-t
aye
ah ah ah
sh-t sh-t
[chorus: lil keel]
he better pray that he don’t go broke
run up on me, boy, this not no drill
i pour it slow but it’s not no [?]
play like a hoe and this glock gon’ pull
she tried to set me up, i had to beat her
cold in your room, i walk in wit’ my heater
i don’t know derek but i’m smoking jeters
f-ck is a griffin, she pull out my peter (yeah)
you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me you can’t, b-tch
you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me you can’t, b-tch
[verse 1: lil keel]
you’re money’s small like an ant, b-tch
say that you rich, no you ain’t, b-tch
laugh when i walk out the bank, b-tch
my money floating, you sayin’, b-tch
i love the money, i f-ck my money
trappin’ the [?] like the b-tch had [?]
don’t trust that hoe cause’ that b-tch is to cunning
she caught me cheatin’, my clothes get it [?]
[verse 2: yung fazo]
i cannot die, b-tch
i steady up with that 5, b-tch (bee)
she said he telling me lies
i said lil’ baby don’t play wit’ my line
[?] b-tch, she gon’ start up a lie
she a lil’ junkie, go out of her mind
i feel like, oh
huh yeah, i feel like autumn, i’m out of my mind (yeah)
you a lil’ broke boy, i tell em’ to catch up
play with the gang and lil’ boy you get lit up
big body rolling right round in the tesla
think he gon’ catch up, lil’ boy i can’t let ya’
223 bullets put you on the stretcher
now we gon’ [?], lil’ boy we gon’ [?]
hah
[verse 3: sgpwes]
talk on the gang we gon’ get ya’ (yeah)
i keep the pole like i’m fishing (woo)
f-cked on a hoe named patricia (yeah)
i got the chopper, gon’ give you a blister
my hoe disrespect she call me a n-gga
i bet the chopper doin’ really bad
i hit the show cause’ i want it back
i need my wrist, my advance (yeah)
b-tch made a hunnid’ d-mn m’s
i will not give her a chance
[chorus: lil keel]
he better pray that he don’t go broke
run up on me, boy, this not no drill
i pour it slow but it’s not no [?]
play like a hoe and this glock gon’ pull
she tried to set me up, i had to beat her
cold in your room, i walk in wit’ my heater
i don’t know derek but i’m smoking jeters
f-ck is a griffin, she pull out my peter (yeah)
you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me you can’t, b-tch
you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me, you try to k!ll me you can’t, b-tch
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