KILLER - 83HADES

I’ve been with the cannon, I’ve been with the smoke

The Glock’s fully loaded, I’m upping the pole

It’s not to December, but I’m seeing snow

Too much in your mouth, bitch it’s making you choke

Pull up with gang and we banging some shit

You not a real gangster, stop playing like it

Walk in the party, we gang in this bitch

I’m sipping up dirty with froze on my wrist

I got a clip, aye, aye

I got a clip, aye

Pull up with sticks, aye, aye

I’m dawgging that bitch, aye

I’m dawgging that bitch

Big 83 we can get this shit cracking

I make his head disappear like some magic

No competition, these rappers are faggots

You don’t want static, I’m causing havoc

My Glock had a seizure, I make it start spazzing

I grip on the ratchet unloading the jacket

And ??

are tragic I catch him in traffic

Shoot at his house I look like the reaper

I got me a nina, shawty turn red when I see her

I make her turn blue then I reel

I pull up and swerve, stomping his face on the curb

She gimme the urge

I feel like Michael, kill like I’m Jason

Kidnap that bitch, bring 'em straight to the basement

Me and this rifle, we looking at Jason

Hit up my phone, come shot at the Kpins

Lean in my cup, bitch, I’m sipping on syrup

I’m off of this earth, late in the night when I lurk

Shawty come show me your worst

I’m making her purr, I’m tryna get in her purse

Talk down on my name, that’s a curse

I wish you the worst, I’m finna put blow in a hearse

Sniffing on coke, bitch, I’m sniffing on ether

I got a heater, that pussy slide down, lemme eat her

Now I’m getting eager, you built like a lemur

I’m fucking one time, I don’t need her

Dogging that bitch in the jace

I wanna race, shawty I want me a Wraith

If he acting to serious, I hit him with 8

Taking my Glock on a date

Think it belongs in a cage

I’m tryna get in her ribcage

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Rock make her flip (aye)

I got the Glock and the clip (aye)

I’m high off the acid, I don’t give fuck

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In my lung

And this ain’t no band, but I got me a drum

Ima tie the rope from the tree where you hung

Know when I talk you can see in my tongue

Up the pistol, bitch, I need a refund