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ydd maven & bu14 - kill x murder lyrics

[part i: k!ll]

[intro: turei]
turei f+cked the city

[chorus: ydd maven]
i’ma drive the wraith (drive)
i’ma drive the wraith (drive)
i’ma pull up on these n+ggas, some might die today (die)
some might die today (yeah)
when i hop, k!ll your mama, k!ll your son, k!ll your brother, k!ll your uncle (yeah)
these lil’ n+ggas talking like i’ma fumble
i got bands, i got bands, i got money, i got mans
i’ma pull up, i’ma pull up, p+ssy n+gga, sh+t get fanned (sh+t get fanned)
sh+t get fanned down
all these lil’ n+ggas talking, now they hands down
woah, woah, knock ’em hands+out
put my d+ck in your mama’s throat, p+ssy+n+gga
p+ssy+n+gga, lil’ n+gga, you gon’ man down

[verse 1: bu14]
hmm, hmm, put that gun down
oh, hmm, that’s the gun sound
ohh, hmm, need ’em bands now
hmm, hmm, i go fifty rounds (turei f+cked the city)
i just popped a pеrcocet, b+tch, i don’t need this win
hmm, hmm, put that gun down
i’ve been sipping wock hard in my cup, that b+tch a muddy feen
she gon’ twist my blunt and roll it up ‘causе she in love with me
on my daughter, with my dubs like gutter, baby where my gadget at?
b+tch, don’t try to backdoor me, like baby, where my ratchet at? (yeah!)
i just popped a percocet, so that sh+t got me feeling wet (yeah, yeah, yeah)
all these b+tches want me, want me, baby, you can’t handle that
brodie on my phone, tell me, “let’s go, we gotta double back”
i’ve been tryna call your phone but baby you can’t handle that
[chorus: ydd maven]
i’ma drive the wraith (drive)
i’ma drive the wraith (drive)
i’ma pull up on these n+ggas, some might die today (die)
some might die today (yeah)
when i hop, k!ll your mama, k!ll your son, k!ll your brother, k!ll your uncle (yeah)
these lil’ n+ggas talking like i’ma fumble
i got bands, i got bands, i got money, i got mans
i’ma pull up, i’ma pull up, p+ssy n+gga, sh+t get fanned (sh+t get fanned)
sh+t get fanned down
all these lil’ n+ggas talking, now they hands down
woah, woah, knock ’em hands+out
put my d+ck in your mama’s throat, p+ssy+n+gga
p+ssy+n+gga, lil’ n+gga, you gon’ man down

[part 2: murder]

[verse: ydd maven]
pull up with them bands (yeah)
i’ll murder your fam (i’ll murder ’em)
i’m all in my benz, i’m calling my manz, (yeah+yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
i’m spinning and spinning, i’m spinning (yeah)
i’m popping the perkies i’m sipping (sipping)
i’m down in the lean, i pop with some n+ggas, they give me the green (the green)
i’m pulling the trigger (pow+pow+pow+pow)
i’m pulling the trigger
you think that i’m singing, but watch (watch)
ay, what? you talking back to my opps? (opps)
i don’t fear all those n+ggas (n+ggas, n+ggas)
i don’t fear for those n+ggas (i don’t fear ’em)
coulda k!lled all these n+ggas (coulda k!lled)
i’ma feel all these n+ggas (i’ma feel all these n+ggas)
i’m counting and counting, my money keep coming, it come in like the rain, it keep on coming (it coming)
i’m running and running, come with that mac+10, n+gga, you running, pow

- ydd maven bu14 lyrics

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