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Killer, Pt. 1

by Sakai Da God

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Independent with no label That's a boss move Wonder why we be so sick Cuz we eat false foods That backdoor been open for a while Hope they dont cross you I been stuck up in my head Been tryna keep it cool One real nigga on this Earth I'm the livin proof He pop out just saying that he fresh I got purple too I got RTA up in my closet Niggas hate to lose Young niggas started my deposit I been inna grove I might pull up with that bag I might pull up with some cash I might pull up with some brents That choppa fahhhh Fye his azz Walk em down like NLE Faceshot, dont need a mask Catch him on the other side Where it's greener His ass grass Smoking gas Why they mad I got shit you never had Nigga you can get this shit too If you just get off yo ass He got percocets and molly's I don't need no drugs to spazz Now that girl all on my body Tell ha get off she too fast She can't last How I switch my style like that Yeah the way these niggas using printers Call em copycats Bullets hit em neck and up So why the fuck he gotta vest Can't fuck that bitch Ha pussy trash Put that shit back up inna bag We got we got we got Glocks, we got gens We got fives, we got tens Heard that girl wanted smoke She sucked me up Vaped my pen Can't forget bout ARP's Make that boy catch some wind Missiles hit em Keep on blasting, keep on blasting Then again Niggas chicken they gon flock I be sticking with my hen Like a zit that bitch gon pop Watch them dracos hit his chin Hit his mans I got brothers dont got friends It depends If I come up on some cheddar Just know all of us gon win That's the plan Poppin a tab I been in the lab I don't ask for nothing She throwing it back I'm doing math, they coppin plea deals Can't hang with no snitches These niggas be rats I hope the legacy has been fulfilled On the eastside, they shooting to kill Like superman, bitch I'm not made of steel Snakes they slatt Aye Sakai, I bet that boy he gon die Ask him why We gon slide Tap dance on his block Shit go tadadadada Glock right on my waist Go fahfahfah In front of his door go Knock knock knock Like Trey Songz Ou nah nah nah Laugh at a ho like hahaha

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