Ill2 (feat. Kitomi)

Okay for real

My money

Look ill

My n****, they kill

I see it

I buy it

These n*****, denying

My wrist, My rock

That n****, Supplying

I see it, I buy it

I want it, I got it

Okay for real

My money

Look ill

My n****, they kill

I see it

I buy it

These n*****, denying

My wrist, My rock

That n****, Supplying

I see it , I buy it

I want it, I got it

Ok for real

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

B****** wanna be me now

Competition cannot see em now

These b****** slow

They senile

Get a pen flow

Like a rebound

Got pen flow

Like I dropped bowels

Exposing b******

Like a dropped towel

Dropped the top on that maybach

Engine sound like Rick Ross

350 for this Rick blouse

Come around here get ya sh** plowed

What’s left that I didn’t do

teach a b****

Sit on the stool

Play a n**** like wooden

Flute

These bum b******

On bum s***

See yo a** and that bum wrist

And yo bum

slippers

Eating bum stew

Hos wanna maul

Wanna brawl watch em get shot

Touch a b**** face dermaplast

You can get got

I aint talking fillers, but yo face you can

Get shot

40 vaccine 3

Ways you can get shot

ill b**** spit up

Cough

Like I needa shot

Nursing all these b******

I’m ya momma you a f****** tot

(Like Oop)

(Oop)

Okay for real

My money

Look ill

My n****, they kill

I see it

I buy it

These n*****, denying

My wrist, My rock

That n****, Supplying

I see it, I buy it

I want it, I got it

Okay for real

My money

Look ill

My n****, they kill

I see it

I buy it

These n*****, denying

My wrist, My rock

That n****, Supplying

I see it , I buy it

I want it, I got it

Ok for real

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

My money look ill(ok for real)

(Ok for real)

my money been hilled

my checks, been filled

my shoes got heels

b**** f***, your feels

I'm making this money

your n****? he love me

these b****** been washed

but they can’t dove me

I'm me and you’re you

I'm fly, private jet flew

you be giving bummy, dirty

gas station rest room

I don’t care what the rest do

I'm the f****** best b****

if a b**** wanna send shots

she better wear her vest

it’s sad to see you b******, sad to see you try to be me

you using throat, like high pitches, suckin d***, tryna get on

yeah, i done copped some fur, but it’s not the type you could pet on

you thinkin that this a game, but im the one they fuckin bet on

it’s the fuckin K I T O M I, b****

if you hate me, it’s only cause im FLY bitch

yeah, your n**** want piece, like im PATTI PIE B****

yeah, you know I'm the best, you ain’t gotta lie sis

I got that bomb s***,

Oppenheim

N***** wanna see me

I ain’t ducking

Goose

I ain’t talking bout a

Script but yo s*** is spoof

How the f**** you gone outdo

I been done

You my son

Documented

Like addendum

Line it ho b****** up

Like a ten hut

  pockets fat

  yeah my pockets got big gut

   you b****** so dirty, yeah big smut

  I’m the baddie, like Rollie Pollie

these girls ain’t my friend,

  not my homie

   told them to pray to me

     like they holy

     can’t see these h***, these h***

      is ghostly, mostly

Me and kitomi

Pretty like noami

Got em banks

Got em Tyra

Lil b****

Go retire

My shit going round like a tire

Yo s*** going flat

Like a line up

Ninja kicks

B**** I’m higher

NEVER falling like MYA

  no I don’t trust em like KHIA

   birds come second, im flyer

  she ain’t built for this,

  not required

  they bitin’ me more

  Than vampire

  I’m the one that they admire

  she say claim on she top,     

like she higher

 she buggin,

 like wearing a wire

Ain’t pulling no stunts

                                

Like a wire

B****** on real real, but

Ain’t rocking real real

The labels gone come to me

Cuz I am real real

I start blackin

urban

Like I’m in a rural

Let me look down

On b****** in my Linda farrows

High as a kite b**** I’m up

Like a sparrow

These b******

They comedy like

They will farrow

He said his name Robert

I asked for dinero