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Easy Kill
Hip-Hop/Rap
Easy Kill was released on October 28, 2025 by TRAP CITY 64 as a part of the album Easy Kill - Single
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Release DateOctober 28, 2025
LabelTRAP CITY 64
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Y9 Gudda
Y9 Gudda
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Y9 Gudda
Y9 Gudda
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King jah
King jah
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, come on
Come on
Come on
Focus up, hit your shots, that's all you gotta do
Alright
Just focus up and hit your shots, that's all you gotta do
My brother bounce out with a Drac, He tryna shake the room
Thick bitch, I got her throwing ass,
She tryna shake the booth
Big shit that's sitting in the trunk and it can break a roof
Belt boys caught him lacking on They block and then we spanked the crew
Yeah, but fuck that, where my lean at
I'm tired of doin' percs, I need my Beans back
Caught him walking by himself, that's a free hat
That's a easy kill
He walking around with hella bands, that's a easy steal
I'm finna drop another album, that's a easy mill
I'm only rocking fly shit, you know I'm coming trill
Come on
I want racks on top of racks, I'm a rack head
She'll fuck for anything, she a smack head
He move wrong, bounce out with the switch, and shoot this fat head
Big bitch, cooperating with the feds, you's a big snitch
Drac putting hoes in his body, those is big hits
Alright
Off lean, talking shit on my rap shit
I need a bigger bed, I've been trying to fuck this fat shit
My little brother bounce out with a blddd, trying to clap shit
Damn, alright
Fucking with the wrong crew, got him burnt up
We gon' spin that shit up, till the sun up
Chopper bullets, make a **** dance, that's that fun drum
That's the fat shit
I put the bitch all on her back, trying to clap shit
I'm putting **** straight to bed on my nap shit
Bitch, you ain't killing, Gudda stop the cappin
Alright
I'm a different type of ****, and they know this
She want bread from me, told her open mouth and get to blowin'
This a freestyle, I'm just talking shit, I'm just flowing
And that's your bitch, but I got her doing tricks on the dick
Freak bitch, I told her do a split on the dick
He could've kept it to himself, but now his head getting split
Come on man
I'm on some rich shit, never some poor shit
That's your bitch, but she hit Gudda up when she need more dick
All I did was move the chain a little bit, her pussy soakin'
Damn
Alright
My new bitch don't even talk, she just swallow
Put a hole in a **** chest and leave him hollow
I'm always fucking hoes up inna trap, I'm never dropping lo
That's some stupid shit
I ain't falling in no love, I ain't cupid, bitch
I ain't falling in no love, I ain't
Yeah
Come on
Y9 shit, 930 shit, I'm bleeding that
Come on
Written by: Y9 Gudda
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