UR NOT KILLING ME

Lyrics

[Intro] Hm, it looks like he's different from your average delinquent (Taiketsu!) (I put bands over my ears) Yeah yeah, uh [Verse] I know you attached bitch I ain't yo mans Cut her off quick, she actin' outta hand Bands over bitches stickin' to the plan That nigga a ho, I see it in his stance Bitch ass nigga quit it you a fan Shoot me and my bro, you wouldn't get a chance I take the stick out the bag, get it up, and reload it Send shots to make a nigga dance Bitch I'm loaded already, so don't try First nigga play with me, finna be straight fire (Fye, fye) Bullets gon' hit you in both eyes Now he dead on the floor and I'm laughing, I'm so high She a dummie trap ho, what she mad for? I don't give a fuck, I'm kickin' in like the task force Said to a ho, "I don't wanna lick it," now she call me an asshole And my [?] be in the cut, just like a plug with a trap phone Aye, yuh, uh Hit yo' bitch, and I'm takin' my damn time Took her right to my crib, and I [?] that ho back Now her virginity what you can't find Not a crip, but I'm throwin' up hand signs Santana, im socially-anti I'ma warn you, don't come up to me Or come anywhere close, cause I'll blow like a landline, on god On god, on god, on god Nigga how many sticks? A lot Send my niggas to get yo thot, on god On god, on god, on god I got way too much drip no [?] Got a beam on my stick like [?], yeah Semi on me, so I'm semi packin' Boy, you said we cappin' Said yo' bitch gettin' fucked, and I let it happen Name a time in the trap when I'm never snappin' Cut you up into pieces, like seven fractions Startin' to think I'm the best at rapping I took your hoe then I gave that bitch back Cause I made a mistake, boy, her head was lackin Uh, aye [?] to blow your brain quick Boy, I shoot you til' you're dead, uh All these bitches all the same shit So I'd rather focus on the bread, uh I got [?] in the basement [?] You would think a nigga racist, how I hang a nigga like a [?] Stop cappin' boy, you not no [?] If I call my nigga, then the Glock go bang, bitch [?] how you got no aim And it's straight static if you drop my name Pussy niggas hatin' and plotting with no gain Bitch I am the fuel of the fire, no propane [?] like Cobain And stop tryin' to act like you with it, it's so lame Uh-uh, uh, yeah Yeah, uh I was EVIL ACTIVITY, bitch Now for real, is you feeling me, bitch Swear to god, you ain't killing me, bitch Uh, yeah, uh, yeah I was EVIL ACTIVITY, bitch I was EVIL ACTIVITY, bitch I was EVIL ACTIVITY, bitch