$liM HiLL - Exit 9

Choppa get dumpin
Don't I think give a fuck boy this dope got me feeling like Rambo
Causing a ruckus
Banana clip rip bitch dip body bag em get zipped up dump it in public
Exiting left bitch jump off the 9
Head down the funk with a fuck boy stuffed in the trunk bitch dump clip gripping the fye
Gripping the blade
West Bank drug fiend Maryland made
North of the river like murk em and sink em the killer bitch float em all down to the bay
Hand me a clip
Tommy start throwing a fit as I'm bussing and letting it spray
Banana clip ripping
I'm dirty from digging
I bury lil pussy boy down in the clay
Fuck boy better get back
Get boomed with the gat
Laid flat with the strap
Hammer rack cock back laid down for a nap
Sip mud when I walk
Now I limp like a pap
Put the gang on the map
Punk ass rapper addicted to drugs
But yo bitch still suck dick showing me love
Glock with the red dot sent him above
Sendemup sent up red sky raining blood
Fuck with the gang
I bought him a burial
Thinking he could walk around in my area
Thought he could slip through the cracks out at night
Strike match and ignite
fill the woods up with light
I need a new truck
This one filled with bodies I park it down deep in the depths of the lake
Fuck boy get the shakes and start shitting when I up the smith and press chrome to the midst of his face
The locks have empty for centuries I just might fill em back up without leaving a trace
Then I open the gates and take shape of a snake I sell Jesus like Judas and kill the messiah
I leave em erased
Send him a bullet like how did it taste
Bullet went through him I turn him to tape
He tried to run but there was no escape
Diggin with spade now he laid in a grave
Dut deep with the blade
rip teeth and engrave
Lay me to waste I rise up and I reign hoe

Written by:
Tyler Hill

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