Computer murderers (feat. Kay zay money) [Remix]

Check on your memom, I heard she got hit in her head

But she almost died so I can say her name cause she ain't gay

You dissed me in a song, I filled your ass with bread

This **** got style like Louvre, I'ma be scared

**** lookin' at my bag and I'm ridin' like a stag

Call me King K.K. I'm ridin' like I'm fag

You can see this check he made, I just signed it

Now I'm smokin' and I did it like I'm made

I been runnin' and I'm runnin' and I'm shootin

Shootin' shootin' and he call me an intruder

I came to a killer, how he do it at a miller

And I runnin' like a biller

They call me blood but they runnin' like a seller

I'm about to go back and I did it like I'm Miller

**** now it's time to shit, let me walk

Hold on Kj. let me talk my fuckin' shit

He ain't at the house and I'm still doin' mine

This is me and your son, Louisville, I'm comin' to fight

I already told the opps I don't want no money, I want a leg shot

I ain't got no hand shots, you want a round one

Still got the feds on

Leg shots, leg shots, leg shots, leg shots, leg shots, leg shots

Leg shots, leg shots

**** now it's time to shit, let me walk

Hold on K.K. let me walk

He ain't saw that money in my mind

But I count it like the top of my cup

I'm outside and he's ready to ride

I'm on the wrong side, yeah we shootin' like a block

And we're feelin' right

Hold on Ajay. let me talk my shit

But I'm runnin' like a mess, I'm a fuck like a tit

Fuckin' out a mess, I'm a feelin' like a trance

I'm a fuckin' like a ****, but I'm runnin' like a mess

I been runnin, runnin, runnin' and I'm killin, killin, killin

K.K. took me back and I'm on the show now

Stop speakin' out my name

Or else I'ma rob or call my Blue phone

Stop switchin' on things

Y'all better fuck me to my new song