Halloween Bill Kill

Ayy, don't play with me no more

Kill Bill

Real spill

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Ayy

When that money on the line, **** say they ridin'

But when them bullets go to flying, **** change they mind

I shot at **** 'cause his **** don't know old side

And I just found out that **** playing both sides

These **** was aiming at my V-neck for this whole time

It's like I'm playing Russian roulette with this four-five

Swear I ain't seen my **** V-necks in a long time

These **** was hating and I ain't see that, I was going blind

I shook back off that, y'all already know what I mean

If you ain't caught nobody, I don't really want you on my team

I'm smoking death, I roll on X, I pour promethazine

I don't take no threat, I keep a TEC, y'all know me better than me

I was in New Orleans, shoulda stopped by the Melpomene

Rest in peace Soulja Slim, free lil' BG

I'm pulling scams, selling grams like I'm nominee

I really played when I should have stayed with Dominique

I was jacking folks, I was dropping locs 'cause I was tryna eat

I was selling dope right out the door, them folks was watching me

I remember nights I ain't had no life when shit was hard for me

I grew up poor, I ain't have no hope, I ain't have no pot to pee

I'm creeping through, I don't do no molly, I'm on a fucking Perky

I'm tryna stack a few more bodies for my fucking birthday

And all I want for my birthday is a few more bodies

And when it's all said and done, we gon' see who's smiling

My **** pulled up on me, told me how he peeped the setup

It wasn't for me, but why you wanna see my **** wet up?

I'm bringing pain to a **** and I won't never let up

I'm leaving stains on a **** like my name ketchup

Before you beef with me, lil' ****, you better run the check-up

I'm sliding by your mama house in a brand new rental

These **** hate, I swear 'fore God, I'm on a brand new level

I don't do no flagging, I put my life on the instrumental

I should have been a rockstar 'cause I really be toting metal

I ain't like these other rap ****, I still be in the ghetto

I put my dogs in a safehouse in Sacramento

These **** be bitches, don't really be with it, these **** be wearing stilettos

When that money on the line, **** say they ridin'

But when them bullets go to flying, **** change they mind

I shot at **** 'cause his **** don't know old side

And I just found out that **** playing both sides

These **** was aiming at my V-neck for this whole time

It's like I'm playing Russian roulette with this four-five

Swear I ain't seen my **** V-necks in a long time

These **** was hating and I ain't see that, I was going blind