catch a kill

Huh, huh, shawty, she dancin', making a scene Ass bounce, trampoline, I got a whole lot of pints of lean I got a whole lot of clothes, Celine I got a whole lot of sticks and ammo, bitch, I loaded the magazine I look like to model, I look like I'm 'posed to just pose on the cover of magazines My bitch like a model, she look too bad, but nah, she ain't too bad for me Me and the gang, we slide, we creep I'm in a Trackhawk Jeep, my boy in the 720S, McLaren Suicide doors on the creature, my main ho trippin', yeah 'Cause I don't be caring, I'm too damn evil I can't even lie, you pretty, baby, but I don't think that I need you Huh, I'm sippin' on red, yeah, my young nigga will wet you up I got rich, upper echelon, my bad bitch too wet, yeah I got water, I got way more water than a bathtub I just been tweakin' lately, huh, I don't give no fuck Tell that ho to pull up, I'ma throw it, throw more than a dub Stripper party in the studio, I don't go to clubs I'm at Prime Italian, in Miami, bitch, I'm eatin' good I know my niggas tied, so I gotta get up out that hood Know your tushy tight, yeah, I fuck that bitch, I fuck her good I done burned the tires off the whip, I slide it through your hood I don't get tired, real vamp, bitch, I'm up all night I fuck thick hoes, real thick hoes, super thighs Money, American Deli, I got a ten piece with some fries She got a pink pussy, I call my lil' freak Nicki Minaj Then go outer-space, yeah, Phantom came with some stars When I'm in L.A., I fuck on every superstar, bitch I smoke out the bag every day, I don't want a zip And I'm pourin' up real mud, do you want a sip? Baby, do you want a sip? I just called my shooter up and he ready to catch a kill I just called my shooter up, he ready to catch a kill 10,000 on your head, you'll be dead for real 30,000 in my bed, nigga, yeah, for real I was signed in to a deal, goin' crazy, a hundred mill I just throw that money up and watch it fall I just throw that money up and watch it fall We got bitches poppin', poppin', poppin' pussy, yeah, now We got bitches poppin', poppin', poppin' pussy, yeah, now Nigga tried to get over on me, hell nah Nigga tried to pull a move on me, we knock his head off I'm the top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor boss I got gang members on the top floor, servin' Pitbull, that dog Yeah, my chain hangin' and it's swingin', I got VVSs shawty If you ain't gang, gang, then you ain't in, it's a real nigga party It's a boss bitch party, yeah, shawty Yeah, let's get it started, huh, yeah, shawty Ain't no keepers, but it's started, it's a foreign She a freak and she pop a pill, yeah, she gettin' horny Woah, yeah, this shit get crazy This bitch tried to come and trap me for a baby I just bought my old bitch a brand new Mercedes I cut off the old shit, now I'm goin' brazy I cut off the old shit, now I'm goin' brazy I cut off the old shit, now I'm goin' brazy I cut off the old shit, now I'm goin' brazy I cut off the old bitch, now I'm goin brazy