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letra de kill season - realbosses

[hook 2x]
k!ll season, k!ll for no reason
that p-ssy n-gga stupid
he slipping, don’t think we see him
we play with keys not talking no piano
so we had to bring them sticks out
he had to bring extra ammo

[verse 1: realbosses]
this n-gga tripping
this n-gga stupid
sit now smoke this joint
let’s talk about how we gon do it
moss b just bought a stick but i’m gon be the first to use it
pull up in a foreign drop that window get to shooting
heard police sirens but we ain’t speeding off we cruising
keep your corkers steady we gon drive like we ain’t do it
gotta get to droppin no time for making excuses
all my n-ggas k!llers and all my n-ggas they ruthless
you n-ggas trippinwe bosses we got the swag
dabbing on these b-tches thats what get you n-ggas mad
pull up to the club that money comin out the bag
clutchin on this pistol run up and thats your -ss

[verse 2: kodak black]
you ducking map vin chachew
no i ain’t your dad but when i see you i map kalew
you dont know who in the car sliding in a tahoe
i just bought another car, sitting on forgiatos
all these n-ggas gotta do is go and pick a mano
tell me what you tryna do, you can die tommorow
n-gga why you bluffing, jump out go to dumping
i ain’t dont say nothing im just straight up busting
i dont care i catch you with your auntie or your cousin
i dont care i catch you on the front street out in public
f-ck around they gon find your -ss they behind the publix
everyday 24/7 i be clutchin

- realbosses

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