Tkd2m - Wit Them Killas (feat. todrute & Breezowe)

I'll be hangin' with them killers, that'll turn you to a pack
Bitch, we out here livin' fast, don't try to tell me to relax
Why the hell you come my side if you ain't even bring your strap
Dumb as shit, why the fuck you try to play me like a rat

Fuck the opps, everybody droppin', we don't give a fuck
I'ma spin the block, bitch, and let it rock
And my body gettin' hot, I'ma really make him drop
Pop a pill, I'ma kill that nigga, make him only rock

And we gon' hop right off the V, bro, I'ma hit y'all, I'm off my E
He hidin' right behind that fence, come on, nigga, D.I.E
Don't hit him with this R.I.P., you don't get respect from me
We gon' really walk you down and show you it's no sympathy

I'm the one that showed you how to make the motion on that block
I had Leigh high on the lock, callin' plays and callin' shots
Yo, what the fuck, I almost forgot, I'm the one that made the block
Yeah fat ass gonna get one two, that's a green dot on your top

I be hangin' with them killers, that'll turn you to a pack
Bitch, we out here livin' fast, don't try to tell me to relax
Why the hell you come my side if you ain't even bring your strap
Dumb as shit, why the fuck you try to play me like a rat

Fuck the opps, everybody droppin', we don't give a fuck
I'ma spin the block, bitch, and let it rock
And my body gettin' hot, I'ma really make him drop
Pop a pill, I'ma kill that nigga, make him only rock

Its snake shit, I never digged it, my vision still vivid
I'm movin' with commitment and they movin' on some kid shit
I'm shootin' with precision like I'm hoopin' for the sixes
Bloodshed, definitely endless, we could definitely get it

Pick a weapon, pick a distance, what the heck, lower the smithin
Hit him with a pocket rocket, hit him with some big shit
They think they know what this life, and tell us time to live it
I know life is a bitch, but I love it every minute

I'm so wavy without swimmin', but I'm swimmin' in these bitches
Matter fact, fuck that, swimmin' in these ditches
Money is the game plan, that's what I'ma stick with
Yeah, I said, that's what I'ma stick with

I be hangin' with them killers, that'll turn you to a pack
Bitch, we out here livin' fast, don't try to tell me to relax
Why the hell you come my side if you ain't even bring your stripes
Dumb as shit, why the fuck you tryna play me like a rat

Fuck the opps, everybody droppin', we don't give a fuck
I'ma spin the block, bitch, and let it rock
In my body, yeah, hot, I'ma really make him drop
Pop a pill, I'ma kill that nigga, make him only rock

Written by:
Trent Knight

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