Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kill Bill, artist - Yung Simmie. Album song Simmie Season, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Raider Klan
Song language: English
Kill Bill |
I be sipping lean straight from Texas |
My niggas be wilin, they wreckless |
I’m hot, I might fry your direction |
The pistol is on me but that’s for protection |
I pop at you |
I jump over obstacles |
I’m smoking that strong, yeah my weed is so powerful |
I cannot see you with brand new binoculars |
You just pollution and I am too popular |
Kick in your door, yeah my hitters they popping up |
Smoking that Green Light so nothing is stopping us |
I’m dropping the top on the bitch so it’s topless |
Smoking all day but I’m not Rastafarian |
I just took your bitch to the crib now we partying |
Gave her some water so she can put Molly in |
And I came alone but the Glock be my guardian |
Won’t fight no niggas, I leave that to Spartacus |
And I’m leaving Earth, I ain’t coming back |
You smoking Reggie and I blow that Thraxx |
I’m calling the plug like I need the pack |
I’m serving the fees and they double back |
I’m dressed like a killa I’m rocking all black |
Finna kill shit |
Hit the kill switch |
On my Kill Bill shit |
I’m a shark in the water, you a goldfish |
I got new niggas hating on my old shit |
And I got it on my own I don’t owe shit |
Lean with the Sprite, that’s the turn up potion |
I be getting wavy now she wet like the ocean |
I be blowing gas, don’t care what you smoking |
I swear to God you a little nigga |
Every time I roll the blunt it get a little bigger |
Backwood Gang, don’t do the Swisher |
I smoked out probably with your sister |
My bitch look like a perfect picture |
I’m on my grown man shit, you can call me mister |
I pull up, weed loud as my speaker |
Now your bitch wanna fuck 'cause she loving the features |
I ball hard, you just sit on the bleachers |
On the way to the money, never late to a meeting |
Gold teeth in my mouth when I’m speaking |
Gotta roll up outside because my weed be reeking |