Baate - Kill The Bitch

Fucked bitch get killed
Fucked bitch get killed
Fucked bitch get killed
Fucked bitch get killed

Kill you, I kill you
Draw out the gun
She whip around, I'm just fucking done
Point it at her stomach, say "bitch I ain't having none
Come here and ill kill you quick"
Hopped in the van, bitch I got a plan
Have some fun while you can

The opps will come, they'll see what I've done
I'll have to live on the run
But now I don't give a fuck bitch
Come and suck my dick bitch
Want to treat me like a rich bitch
When she say no, scare her quick
Death threat or two

Give a little attitude
Pop a xanny or two
Bitch fuck you, now I will kill you
Twisted soul, made the soul cold
Feeling bold, cut the guts
Make her scrape them up
Sorry no need for details
Just know I'm now destined for hell

Next if I want the opps off of me
I gotta frame it on that kid who is douchey
Break into the house, steal the finger print
Put it on her everything, from the lips, to the tits
All over that bitch, drop her somewhere in the clique
Blame it on him, seeming obvious

Now I think I got this win
So I drive off in the wind
Gone like a vision
Soon my name will be superstition
By the way, my names True HAATE

Fucked bitch get killed
Fucked bitch get killed
Fucked bitch get killed
Fucked bitch get killed

They don't like a loser makes a winning
So why don't we get into the feeling
Livin on the run, knowing all I've done
Kinda makes me grin, want to do something
Pretty damn villainous, hope a bitch is feeling this

Go into my element,
Give it a couple of days like an experiment
Wonder how he be fairing life without it
I mean without her, got a little remorse
But I put that to ignore, of course
Got me thinking I'm a dumb whore

Maybe if I had done more
there would be less discourse
Gone out on a skateboard
When I was young and bored
My life wouldn't be so fucked up

Had a couple of run ins with guns
Now those same people are the ones who are gonna run it up
Taking refuge, if they ask questions I will refuse
I'm so desperate for booze,
anything to take off my mind from the evil I used

Written by:
Jay Cordon

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