Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Should I Kill Him, artist - Drakeo The Ruler.
Date of issue: 15.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Should I Kill Him |
I’ll press the button on these niggas |
The choppa get to rocket autoin' niggas and made his hip hop |
Dancin' ass nigga he belong on Tik Tok |
No longer pro bono, that’s a home run |
Made niggas plead for sympathy when holdin' these twin F&N's |
If we clubbin then there’s sticks in here, shit |
If not then promoters get hit with kicks and fists |
Who bitches that suckin' dick, lord knows she’s a baby killer |
Paint her face she’s a clown too |
Your mans told, and the man he told on finna get out soon |
Every time she hit my line, she hear the dial tone |
The pussy cool but so is hers, I don’t care that much |
And my name all in your mouth can you feel me? |
Heard your boyfriend is a opp, should I kill him? |
Thirty thousand it was mounted on the dresser |
They’ll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em |
And my name all in your mouth can you feel me? |
Heard your boyfriend is a opp, should I kill him? |
Thirty thousand it was mounted on the dresser |
They’ll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em |
Never would you ever bitch we millionaires |
You ate thousand from my hundred bitch get in there, bum |
I’m rockin' the drum with two sticks, I don’t give a fuck |
He run up on that 2Pac shit, bitch we gon' hit him up |
Now we throwin' curves that was a ninety five |
If I add four shots I give him ninety nine, shit talker |
You see me, and you see why niggas pissed off |
He in the booth off coke, limp dick, mad 'cause he can’t get off |
Treacherous, is this nigga right now in my messages |
I don’t want the bitch bro stop texting me |
For real, dumbass nigga, tahaha, loser, doofus |
I keep two shooters with me |
I got Bin Laden in the coupe with the kufi in it |
I’ll melt him like a slushy,, it was nothing |
Paid in full, I paid my dues to rock out with this hunnid |
And my name all in your mouth can you feel me? |
Heard your boyfriend is a opp, should I kill him? |
Thirty thousand it was mounted on the dresser |
They’ll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em |
And my name all in your mouth can you feel me? |
Heard your boyfriend is a opp, should I kill him? |
Thirty thousand it was mounted on the dresser |
They’ll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em |
Uh shit, nigga |
I’ll buy the whole bar if they let me |
Uh shit, nigga |
If she wanna come party would you let her? |
They’ll stretch the whole car if I send a blitz |
Death the only thing that make me happy if you get me pissed |
Scooped two ho’s from they day shift |
And made them bitches strip |
You can’t party where I party at, unless you made the list |
You can ask the opps and they’ll tell you Peezy on his shit |
Drunk a eight of wock in one soda, gotta take a piss |
If the state troopers pull us over, bae don’t tell 'em shit |
You get in my way it’s over, boy don’t make the list |
Met two bad ho’s on the gram, made 'em kiss |
Both them ho’s stingy, so I made them ho’s share this dick |
You might end up like Ray Charles, you stare at my wrist |
Blow a dub today, and get it back tomorrow 'cause it ain’t shit |
And my name all in your mouth can you feel me? |
Heard your boyfriend is a opp, should I kill him? |
Thirty thousand it was mounted on the dresser |
They’ll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em |
And my name all in your mouth can you feel me? |
Heard your boyfriend is a opp, should I kill him? |
Thirty thousand it was mounted on the dresser |
They’ll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em |
Uh shit, nigga |
I’ll buy the whole bar if they let me |
Uh shit, nigga |
If she wanna come party would you let her? |
Hahaha, anyway, ya’ll know what’s goin' on |
Anyway I’m like you feel me? |
Your boyfriend is a opp should I kill him? |
That’s a serious question though like really |
Okay hahaha, anyway, you feel me? |
Your boyfriend is a opp should I kill him? |
I got thirty in my hand though |
I couldn’t mount it on the table |
Hahaha, that be like a serious question though like, nigga like |
Ayy, like I heard yo' boyfriend like, like you want me to get him out The way? |
Oh okay, okay, I’m- hahaha we know the truth |
Long live Jameon Davis, fuck these busters |
Yeah, shit |