9mm WHOKILLEDXIX

[Intro: Karm The Tool & Yung Skayda]
What the fuck?
(Bo-Bo-Boxcutters)

[Verse 1: Karm The Tool]
I'm staring at myself when I look down at this (Choppa on my belt)
If I was a gun, I wouldn't have to go to jail
Ayy, fuck it
D-d-dump a clip, they put me on a shelf
D-d-dump a clip, they put you in a cell
When I spit, these niggas ducking
Five, fi-fi-five bullets that be cutting
Through this nigga throat, face fuck 'em (Lil' nigga, stop duckin')
T-t-turn this nigga head into a Gusher
If I was a choppa, I would stutter
Damn, your skin soft
G-g-g-g-goddamn, and you like to talk
I-i-if you got a problem, I'ma get that shit solved
One-one shot, two shot, zero days off
T-t-three shot because you had a boy that was involved
F-f-four shots for yourself 'cause your boy gone
And the fifth shot is for the next kid that pick me up
Still got two in the clip, I hope he keep it tucked
There's blood on yo' teeth and blood in yo' eyes
Don't get no blood on yo' piece, it's stuck in my slide (Ah)
Every day, you wake up closer to God
(Every night, I watch you sleepin', see you itchin' to die)
Bet you, I'm hot, your wrist stay locked, you killed him
My barrel aimed towards the chest of a civilian
Taxes, I'ma need billions
Make me rich so they can give me to your children
Fuck them and fuck you too
Fuck the subjects that they made up and they taught you in school
They can't hear you, you just screamin' help 'til you blue
Fuck that bully, believe me, I can bully 'em too