Kill Bill

Hating bitches What the deal Gotta chill Take a pill Yellow diamonds In my grill Face Kill Givem Chills Hood Nigga That'll drill He gone kill for them bills He gone kill for them bills Gotta problem with these hands Cause I like to fight Make a bitch catch a ass whoopin Then i catch a flight Queen La braid to the back looking like a dyke These hoes ain't bout shit Ain't bout Shit Never form ya lips to compare We not alike She tried to run but I'll catch her in the Parking lot Can't be friendly to no Bitch bc they Bark a lot Oppiannas on my head Screaming fuck the Oops Oh really? Hoes think they can beat me Is you dizzy Call her Lizzie She seeing cartoons Off da shroomies Think she a Hippie I'm not in the mood Tbh I'm feeling bitchy I be Drinking the Duse Not the henny I get any thing I want for free Bc I'm pretty You get all the scraps And hell make throw the kitty Never pay to get in the club Who flashing titties Bitch we Litty And I really the goat So call me Billy Hating bitches What the deal Gotta chill Take a pill Yellow diamonds In my grill Face Kill Givem Chills Hood Nigga That'll drill He gone kill for them bills He gone kill for them bills Bitches say they really bout it but they don't Laughing at these bitches they one big Joke My shit pop Cold bih pop like Coke Hut1 hut2 no G.I. joe Im a motha fucking grizzly so who gone poke? Who want smoke? Cap a cappin nigga talking Lucy Lu Who said M Stone ain't the baddest Cause it is not true Catch me speed racing on Melrose in a chicken coupe Hating bitches What the deal Gotta chill Take a pill Yellow diamonds In my grill Face Kill Givem Chills Hood Nigga That'll drill He gone kill for them bills He gone kill for them bills