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Kill Zone
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kill Zone was released on March 15, 2019 by Below System Records as a part of the album The Basement
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Release DateMarch 15, 2019
LabelBelow System Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trizz
Trizz
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oh Gosh Leotus
Oh Gosh Leotus
Producer

Lyrics

Everytime I leave the fucking house this bitch tripping ****. It's over with ****. Grab my keys. Let's go. Yeah
Ay, look, they was chasin' me
I wish this shit would get the fuck away from me
Lately I been crazy hella anxious so don't play with me
Unfaithfully a bitch'll call you baby and ain't paid to be
Aimlessly I pace around faded ain't a thang to me
My last bitch tried 'cause she hated me
Skated 'cause I made it, she can't take it that I'm basically famous
This space is for the greatest, who gon' take it?
Ain't no vacancy, lately I'm everything you hate to see
This bang to me, you gotta have some money just to hang with me
Crazy if you ever think these mothafuckas faded me
This rage in me is taking me to places I ain't aim to be
Ain't tryna be gangsta but it's hard to see I ain't a G
Can't wait to see my **** all skating in Mercedes
We ain't lazy, and everywhere I go they gotta pay me
Don't betray me, end up in a grave for tryna play me
ADHD, I ain't got no patience don't delay me
It's been all good lately, I look all good daily
Wake up all wavy everything is all gravy, they can't break me
I'm a real **** don't mistake me, who can take me?
Everything for sure without a maybe
The way they be saying my name is amazin'
They shrink they can take it they hate that I made it
I shaped it in ways **** changed for me to make it
Slated to be the greatest and I never had to fake it
No relation, correlation, we ain't faking for these fakers
Chasing all paper in a scraper see you later
I'm a player, came and I ain't never had to take her
And she gave me that pussy I never had to rape her
Had to take her, I ain't smell nothing so I ate her
Hit it she consented and took every drug I gave her
I hate her if she overdose, I probably ain't gon' save her
Ion even know this hoe somebody better save her
We gon' be back in a minute
Right back up in it we stacking them digits
I get it, **** is mad that I did it
I'm living I'm sinning and racking up riches
Forget 'em, **** is acting like bitches
Packed in the whip and I'm back with my ****
I hit 'em with hissing and slap in they system
Back with the shit **** happy to give 'em
I be buckin', it be nothin', always getting into somethin'
Smoking on this dutch as I'm getting in the bucket
**** fuck it, if it's shine it's all mine and I love it
Money is still the motive can't put nothing else above it
Naw run it, come around the corner better gun it
Taking all yo duckets if I catch yo ass ducking
That's a hunnid, I need all of mines in all hundreds
Raw rugged, breaking down trees Paul Bunyan
Y'all don' done it, I'm comin', I'm the one that y'all bumpin'
The one they all love, I'm the one they all fuck with
And if them **** start bussing I'm the one that saw nothin'
They all fronting but that's what they call stuntin'
What they thought dawg?, my **** all thuggin'
It's a button, when I touch it know my **** all comin'
Get out the car walking while you **** all runnin'
Smart to run from it, y'all the dumbest I'm dumpin'
I'm the one that y'all slumping out the mothafucking bucket
The one that y'all wanted, y'all don't want it
I'm on it, I own it, y'all know it sound good, don't it?
Fuck a ghostwriter, don't quote it, unless I wrote it
**** bogus, I'm the coldest like Smokey, y'all know this
And whoever don't know this better notice then note it
Take this L and then hold it, how the fuck you didn't know this?
They recognise a **** every single place I go in
We roll in, we stolen, we roll around smokin'
Block is so swollen we go around blowin'
Gotta show it if I spoke it, show improvement don't blow it
**** so bogus everything is slow motion
Still hocus-pocus got a brain full of locusts
Champagne looking potion to settle any commotion
No emotion, only smoking so **** ain't overdosin'
The flow is so corrosive, explosive watch the explosion
We gon' be back in a minute
Right back up in it we stacking them digits
I get it, **** is mad that I did it
I'm living I'm sinning and racking up riches
Forget 'em, **** is acting like bitches
Packed in the whip and I'm back with my ****
I hit 'em with hissing and slap in they system
Back with the shit **** happy to give 'em
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