Killaz

I'm not afraid of the storm, no

It seems like you're slipping away

I'm not afraid of the storm, no

I'm not afraid of the storm

You fuckin' with a killa

(I love you, baby)

You fuckin' with a killa

(You're so sexy)

You fuckin' with a killa

Lyrical, serial, evil or killa

Uhh, I'm in love with this pep

Switch a nigga up, put a thug in a dress

Chop a nigga head off, pick his head up

Turn it upside down, drink his blood from his neck

Uhh, I fly across you with the Coupe now

I'm fire, the fire marshal shut the booth down

Uh, you fuckin' with a killa

Take your body, rape your body, dump it in the river

Turn myself in then, beat the case for it then

Turn around and put I really did it on my Twitter

Uhh, I'm a fucked up, nigga

Pill poppin', everybody fucked up with us

Me and Joey the cottonmouth kings

(I love you, baby)

What the fuck you talkin' 'bout? Sing

Uhh, uh, I'm fuckin' with a killa

(So crazy)

I'm fuckin' with a killa

I'm fuckin' with a killa

Lyrical, serial, evil or killa

First the clouds form, then they dark in the sky

Then the heavens roar when a couple of them collide

Then the most toxic rain landed on my

Caesar then Jesus Christ, the storm arrive

6 foot somethin' made of Spanish descent

What I write is fresh air like my hand's in a vent

Y'all 'bout to be lost like you don't know where your manager went

That's just a heads up 'cause none of y'all was plannin' a vic

I'm from the projects, Grey Goose, a crate on the bench

Mike's Hard Lemonade'll get you amateurs bent

Where I'm from they don't hesitate the cannon that spits

Stand by the wrong man and watch your thoughts land on a fence

I'm the voice of the gutter where your boys serve your mother

And the noise from a clucker puts your boy on a cover

We annoy undercovers 'cause they never put on, we from the hood

We don't snitch boy we weather the storm, we some killaz

You fuckin' with a killa

(I love you, baby)

You fuckin' with a killa

(You're so sexy)

You fuckin' with a killa

Lyrical, serial, evil or killa

I'm comin' with flash just to blast your face mask

Bullets flyin' faster than the NASA spacecraft

Get half your face smashed by the click clack

The impact's a passion of massive plane crash

The mic minister write literature, rhyme sinister

Might injure, your nine endin' your life when it's the

Prime miniature time witness the prime

Innocent lives kissin' goodbye, picture the I, givin' a fuck

The truth walkin' just walked in the booth talkin'

Too often I put a hot beat in a new coffin

For instrumentals I dig a grave then drop so many bars

Around you when you listen feel like you in a cage

Niggaz styles is sour, you makin' lemonade

Take a thousand hours to write, our rhymes minute made

Me, Joey and Joell leave you crippled

Motherfuck five cents but we'll kill you over Nickel, we some killaz

You fuckin' with a killa

(I love you, baby)

You fuckin' with a killa

(You're so sexy)

You fuckin' with a killa

Lyrical, serial, evil or killa

I disagreed with my shadow when he got on Twitter

(so I)

Don't like bein' followed so I shot that nigga

A known loner, that's backwards

I'm a loner that's known to attempt to put a comber in a coma

You lookin' at the prime suspect, with enough stress

If you can give a fluck then I can give fluck less

Obsessed with who I struck next so I set it for

Success when I spit 'cause the vic is my next metaphor

Self-destructive mixed with light lies

If, you lookin' for psychotic, I got it or don't

Maybe y'all are retarded, absurd

And I observe while the whole world tries to act reserved

Need a Oscar, I'll put on an act that's superb

Everybody relax, it's words, maybe it's not

It's gotta be reasonable doubt but

Reason don't come out my mouth, I let it come out of hers

I'm fuckin' with a killa

I'm fuckin' with a killa

I'm fuckin' with a killa

I'm fuckin' with a killa