Came2Kill

Yuh, you know what I'm sayin'?

I'm off the acid, oh no

Cris Dinero on the track

Haha, haha, haha, ooh, ooh

Bitch, I came to kill, on my momma

Pussy boy talk 'til I hit him with a lama

That bitch don't understand

When she just don't want no drama

That baby drama, mama

I don't wanna talk about it

Bitch I came to kill, on my momma

Pussy boy talk 'til I hit him with a lama

That bitch don't understand

When she just don't want no drama

That baby drama, mama

I don't wanna talk about it

Well hello there

Ayy, crack on me, crack on, crack on me like Lamar Odom

Head bust, fucking head bust your head open

She gon' bust her legs wide open, pussy broken, uh

On yo' block, all up on yo' block, all I see is smokin', ayy uh

Wait, uh, huh, ayy, my dick in my glock, ayy

My blade dark like cops, ayy

What's that? What's that? Red dot (bop, bop, bop, BOP!)

Grrra! Gratata, ayy

Shoot at pussy boys

Can't fuck with pussy boys

Put a pistol on pussy boys

In Jesus' name—

Bitch, I came to kill

You and yo' momma

Boo-boo-boo-boo

Yo' medulla oblongata

Blood drippin', it spill

Look like salsa

Cock back it up, yeah

That back probably be auto

Really?