Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kill Us , by - Trizz. Release date: 22.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Kill Us |
| Is a Chevrolet in the driveway |
| Everyday is a Friday |
| High speed on the highway |
| Hope out, do it my way |
| Hop back in the Honda |
| Me and my compadres |
| Mayate, you habla like you grande |
| If you want it you can get it |
| I’m smoking, drinking a latte |
| Location posted under my tweet |
| So blaga blaga |
| Im faded from my head to my feet |
| Blowin on gonga |
| Who blowin dope? |
| Pass around and that’s the roach |
| Nigga match the smoke |
| Or bring some girls to smack and chock |
| We all around the globe |
| Pullin up and packin shows |
| That’s just how it goes |
| They screamin Mozzy pack the flows |
| BBP is in 3D who wanna come and see |
| This industry is fuckin weak who wanna fuck with me |
| And ain’t no me, the only key, the mother fuckin G |
| Top is close and I can taste it |
| Bitch its fuckin sweet |
| They gon get us (x2) |
| They mad because they feel us |
| And they can’t fuck with us |
| They gon kill us (x2) |
| They mad cause we some niggas |
| And they can’t fuck with us |
| They gon get us (x2) |
| They mad because they feel us |
| And they can’t fuck with us |
| They gon kill us (x2) |
| They mad cause we some niggas |
| And they can’t fuck with us |
| I try to stay focused |
| One too many takes |
| Cuz I was high when I wrote this |
| Hotbox the booth |
| Punch me in, I was chocking |
| Leave it up to Trizz to bring packs of that dope shit |
| Now too many homies keep an eye on who I post with |
| Im in-between numbers |
| Switching phones and some more shit |
| Can’t nobody sit my seat when we roll bitch |
| That’s how they got my cousin in the alley on some hoe shit |
| Over old shit |
| See that ain’t have to happen |
| I get it, then again its consequences for yo actions |
| I learned form mistakes |
| And shit I live with a passion |
| I only pray to God I’m no religion if you askin |
| Style my own fashion |
| Practice black magic |
| By all means get it |
| Even fam, you gotta tax em |
| Shit I didn’t ask him |
| At first niggas was laughin |
| Until they see me on the stage |
| And they saw I’m singin my classic |
| They gon get us (x2) |
| They mad because they feel us |
| And they can’t fuck with us |
| They gon kill us (x2) |
| They mad cause we some niggas |
| And they can’t fuck with us |
| They gon get us (x2) |
| They mad because they feel us |
| And they can’t fuck with us |
| They gon kill us (x2) |
| They mad cause we some niggas |
| And they can’t fuck with us |