
imma kill myself before you get the chance 99ZED
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I'ma kill myself before you get the chance
Got a .9 and a zip stuffed up in my pants
You can try me if you want to but you finna get fucked up
I′m the back breaking bad with my dawgs, muhfucka
Shh, I don't like when you talk
Matter fact, I don′t like myself so I can't even talk
Sorry 'bout that, had to get that shit off of my chest
Put you down like a dog at the vet
[Verse 2]
All these rappers see my presence as a threat
But on some real shit, I ain't even trying yet
Grabbing the game by the neck, ring it out 'til there′s nothing left
Pistol grip the glick and put two hallows in its chest
I'ma whip the shit out this whip away
Pedal to the metal
We gon' fly up out this bitch, ain′t getting caught today
Make it out of this shit okay
Ain't nobody finna look 'cause ain′t nobody give a fuck about you, mane
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Tight- Tight pistol grip
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Tight- Tight pistol grip
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[Verse 1]
I'ma kill myself before you get the chance
Got a .9 and a zip stuffed up in my pants
You can try me if you want to but you finna get fucked up
I′m the back breaking bad with my dawgs, muhfucka
Shh, I don't like when you talk
Matter fact, I don′t like myself so I can't even talk
Sorry 'bout that, had to get that shit off of my chest
Put you down like a dog at the vet
[Verse 2]
All these rappers see my presence as a threat
But on some real shit, I ain't even trying yet
Grabbing the game by the neck, ring it out 'til there′s nothing left
Pistol grip the glick and put two hallows in its chest
I'ma whip the shit out this whip away
Pedal to the metal
We gon' fly up out this bitch, ain′t getting caught today
Make it out of this shit okay
Ain't nobody finna look 'cause ain′t nobody give a fuck about you, mane
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