Текст песни Kill Kill - 9lokkNine

Kill Kill

Check the fuckin' shit, make sure it ain’t on safety, man
So we can get the fuck up outta here
Man, Glocks don’t have no fuckin' safety
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, ooh, bow, ooh, bow-wow
Boolin' (Yeah), hell nah, I ain’t coolin' (Uh-uh)
My nigga lost his top, like a drop top, he roofless
Bool it (Yeah), 'fore them youngins act a fool, jit (C'mon)
Simon said give 'em Blues Clues, left 'em clueless (Ayy)
Why they call me Nine, it’s Channel 9 on that news shit (C'mon)
I ain’t talkin' nickels, he dropped dimes on a cool jit (Yeah)
Cousin V’d up, don’t get caught up in that woo shit (Ooh)
Bitch, I’m double K, murder kill, that’s the movement
I got the bat in case he run with that, call me a running back (Yeah)
I drop wood like a lumberjack, kick or I’m puntin' that
Headfirst all off in the sack, this a MAC, not a hat
And if I took it, you ain’t gettin' it back, Lil Nine done bucked the jack
She told me oops, now she feelin' that, my dick all in her back
It’s a choo choo, beat it off the tracks, I can’t lay up with that
I’m a motherfucking minuteman, thuggin' in the stand
Jitterbug ran into them bands, goin' Super Saiyan
I’m ballin' on and off the court but I’m above the rim
Remember aggravated battery, still in it for attempt
I can’t let 'em take my life so I’m speedin', tryna get him
And the nina got a dick so it’s fuck all that shit you hear
I’m rolling with A-double-F, can’t forget the N
And the A be for all, F for family, no friends
With my back against the wall, who to call once again
I done been through it all, can’t you tell how I spit? (C'mon)
Boolin' (Yeah), hell nah, I ain’t coolin' (Uh-uh)
My nigga lost his top, like a drop top, he roofless
Bool it (Yeah), 'fore them youngins act a fool, jit (C'mon)
Simon said give 'em Blues Clues, left 'em clueless (Ayy)
Why they call me Nine, it’s Channel 9 on that news shit (C'mon)
I ain’t talkin' nickels, he dropped dimes on a cool jit (Yeah)
Cousin V’d up, don’t get caught up in that woo shit (Ooh)
Bitch, I’m double K, murder kill, that’s the movement
Spin your block, murder, kill kill, I gotta kill him
I keep screaming free my nigga who in the system, uh (Ayy)
Framed him, ain’t no picture, I really miss him, uh (Oh yeah)
Can’t keep fallin' victim, keep missing Christmas (C'mon)
I was rollin' off a jigga, dick in her liver (Come here)
He coppin' pleas with them niggas, more stripes than Tigger (Pussy)
I need the bread, no bologna, pay up, you owe me (Oh yeah)
I keep a shooter, no Ginobili, he goin' Kobe (Swish)
But I be ballin' like I’m Scotty, he off a molly (Oh yeah)
Lil' bruh just geekin' out his body, I pumped the shotty (Come here)
They yellin', «Run Ricky, run,» now I quit, now I bust guy
I had done took a little time off, piped out, no fungi (Oh yeah)
Okay so now they count me in it, they want me winnin' (Ayy)
I got some niggas, boy they love me, pull up, no Huggie (C'mon)
She just want my funds, G, she want to hug me (Oh yeah)
I had to pass her to Lil OD, he in her tummy, ayy (Oh yeah)
Boolin' (Yeah), hell nah, I ain’t coolin' (Uh-uh)
My nigga lost his top, like a drop top, he roofless
Bool it (Yeah), 'fore them youngins act a fool, jit (C'mon)
Simon said give 'em Blues Clues, left 'em clueless (Ayy)
Why they call me Nine, it’s Channel 9 on that news shit (C'mon)
I ain’t talkin' nickels, he dropped dimes on a cool jit (Yeah)
Cousin V’d up, don’t get caught up in that woo shit (Ooh)
Bitch, I’m double K, murder kill, that’s the movement (Ayy, ayy)