soulja boy tell ’em – kill switch lyrics
young drako, n-gg-
2019, man you know what it is
yeah! uh
[chorus]
f-ck with gang, n-gg- and i hit the k!llswitch
geeking off a percocets, n-gg- can’t feel sh-t
run up on gang, get hit with the whole clip
i hit my show, after that sell a brick
[verse 1]
make the wrong move get filled up with hollow tips
riding round town in that limousine stretch whip
hop out that cut with my finger on trigger finger, pool stick
35 thousand, bust down rollie wrist
aye bruh bruh, who the f-ck is this?
word around town i been f-cking his b-tch
n-gg- talking sh-t, i empty the clip
brand new bentley truck, that’s my whip
vvs diamond, you should of went to elliott
that 30 clip long like that nose on an elephant
do a drive-by in a lamborghini
geeked up off of percocets
i hit the pot with a fork and a strap with that glizzy
i just came back from new york
run up on drako, your -ss gon get torched
f-cking your b-tch, her p-ssy so moist
[chorus]
f-ck with gang, n-gg- and i hit the k!llswitch
geeking off a percocets, n-gg- can’t feel sh-t
run up on gang, get hit with the whole clip
i hit my show, after that sell a brick
[verse 2]
walk in this b-tch with a stick on me
cuban link, pint of actavis, with a bad b-tch on me
run up on drako, i’m leaving you history
a million dollars, that’s a lot to you?
but really, that ain’t sh-t to me
i’m double cup sipping promethazine
pull up on my block, i’ma spray up the whole street
f-ck that sh-t, n-gg- i k!ll the whole beat
bust down my rollie, it look like a centipede
pull on the block with a drako, spray heat
i make these rap n-gg-s remember me
black and yellow diamonds, feeling like wiz khalifa
diamonds a b-mblebee
took off like a rocket, ain’t n-body stopping me
coppin two bricks, and now i’m coppin three
walk in the louis store, i’m on a shopping spree
watch out how many of these rap n-gg-s gon copy me
diamonds in my mouth, clean it with listerine
smoking on dope, playing the soulja game
big backwood, tasting like krispy kreme
stretched lambo look just like a limousine
big chopper, get to spraying up the whole street
i am big soulja, n-gg- who gon check me?
i spent 30 thousand for my neck piece
i got a condo, it’s right on south beach
no limit soulja, i’m feeling like master p
back in high school, i had more money than the faculty
and i put that sh-t on my momma
you run up on drako, get hit with the thunder
i shoot with the dice and i’m hitting my number
i’m p-ssing out lean, i need me a plumber
i went to school high and still got a diploma
young street n-gg-, i f-ck on your momma
sipping codeine, smoking marijuana (yeah)
gang
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