[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Yeah, this song's dedicated to y'all niggas who forgot where the fuck you came from, to doubt trick-mouth trick-ass bitches who can't run shit, but the bullshit y'all stressing backwards, made behind my motherfucking eyes y'all niggas ain't no killas! Real killas have no alibi; drop that shit
[Hook]
Y'all niggas ain't no killas
Y'all niggas some hoes
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Subtracting you haters one by one, deep is how we fuckin' come
Rat-tat-tat-tat, bizzack full of teflons
Peepin' through my mask, I'm leavin' my eyebrows down
It ain't no love in my facial expressions, murder frowns when it touch
The nigga that's feelin' that pain, we takin' that gravy
Big Kill creepin' with the Mac-90s, shoot fourty double clip eighty
You better be cautious or play yo cards right
Cause when I be cappin' I be bustin' with that HK four to the seven
Too many hoes like to floss, too many niggas like to cross
Tryna come up with no dues, but you swear you takin' the loss
I don't fuck with ya kind, I'm claimin' the O to the G
And if you niggas looking for me I'm strapped for poppin' up on yo damn street
Now don't start duckin' when my heat release this bullet destruction
Lyin' and cryin' won't help you bitch, Skinny still pimpin', me still bustin'
Look at you now, you piece of shit dead where you can't swim
"Fuck you!" is my last words where killaz claimin' they end
[Hook]
Y'all niggas ain't no killas
Y'all niggas some hoes
Yeah, this song's dedicated to y'all niggas who forgot where the fuck you came from, to doubt trick-mouth trick-ass bitches who can't run shit, but the bullshit y'all stressing backwards, made behind my motherfucking eyes y'all niggas ain't no killas! Real killas have no alibi; drop that shit
[Hook]
Y'all niggas ain't no killas
Y'all niggas some hoes
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Subtracting you haters one by one, deep is how we fuckin' come
Rat-tat-tat-tat, bizzack full of teflons
Peepin' through my mask, I'm leavin' my eyebrows down
It ain't no love in my facial expressions, murder frowns when it touch
The nigga that's feelin' that pain, we takin' that gravy
Big Kill creepin' with the Mac-90s, shoot fourty double clip eighty
You better be cautious or play yo cards right
Cause when I be cappin' I be bustin' with that HK four to the seven
Too many hoes like to floss, too many niggas like to cross
Tryna come up with no dues, but you swear you takin' the loss
I don't fuck with ya kind, I'm claimin' the O to the G
And if you niggas looking for me I'm strapped for poppin' up on yo damn street
Now don't start duckin' when my heat release this bullet destruction
Lyin' and cryin' won't help you bitch, Skinny still pimpin', me still bustin'
Look at you now, you piece of shit dead where you can't swim
"Fuck you!" is my last words where killaz claimin' they end
[Hook]
Y'all niggas ain't no killas
Y'all niggas some hoes
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