Kill Bill Freestyle

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Chrisnxtdoor - Rap, Atlanta Rap

Kill Bill Freestyle

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[Intro] When I say, "Any Means Possible," it's not just a motto It's more of a lifestyle, hold up [Verse 1] First and foremost, let me thank God for all of these blessings On the first of October, the doctor pulled me out my mama Even my diapers designer Caviar all on my bibs Papa, look at all I accomplished On the top of the world with my partners [Bridge] New York We just left the mansion, into the fuckin' penthouse It got a helipad on that bitch (No, it don't), on the top of it Yes, it did (No, it doesn't) Yes, it did, yes, it did (No, it didn't) Yes, it did, bitch Ayy See for real, I be out the way [Verse 2] Ayy, AMP been ballin', yеah, that bag hit like a heavyweight Told hеr bring her friends to the top floor, we gon' celebrate My circle on fire like hula hoops at the circus And the crazy thing is that we ain't scratch the surface You sound like my accountant askin' me what the fuck did I purchase? I met this girl before the come-up, could've sworn she was perfect Her heart was colder than an Elliante neckpiece Switch her hair everyday, feel like I'm fuckin' on a different woman Then she gave me distance, so I started fuckin' on different women The thing I hate the most is niggas tryna put fear in me (I don't fear you, nigga) Oh, you got the gang outside? (I don't fear them niggas) Big G-O-D (I fear that, huh) My account get low, my assets gone I still put it on like fashion show She want love and affection, probably won't see her in my future I'm manifestin' countin' them commas, they manifesting Kamasutra, ha Go, go (Pfft), go Nah, niggas tryna block my shine like a solar eclipse When I started makin' money, everybody hates Chris You steady typin', tiptoein' 'round my name, you ain't make shit I heard he was up in the pandemic, ain't have pape' since I could use my left hand, I could use my right wrist Kick my feet up like a Tarantino movie I feel like Kill Bill, all my exes tryna pursue me

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  • Chrisnxtdoor
  • AMP (Any Means Possible)