​​​saffron Rav & Kill Bill: The Rapper

[Verse 1: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
Waves start crashing into walls
Read between the lines, I be captioning my calls
Life is little monsters, try to capture into balls
Rappers think they slick until I trap ‘em in my jaws
.45 gun tucked, sorta live, summed up
Bitch, I get it slapping like forty-five nunchucks
Hoe, I think I’m young buck, shorty wanna ride with me
Old school as stickers on Atlanta 59Fifty’s
My city vibe with me, bricks on the boards, hoe
Hot as brick ovens while your shit’s so Digiorno
Slip through the core slow
Inhale the dope, let it drift through your torso, fuck it, what’s the budget?
See, me and Rav playing Dreamcast and passing blunts
It’s 2:00 a.m., could you please pass the Captain Crunch?
Dap me up, face first, what the business is
Burning up the block, homie had to get the biscuit in
Fuck the pigs, turn the Sargent into brisket bites
I only like to write rhymes when I’m pissed at life

[Interlude: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
I write a lot of fuckin’ rhymes lately, dawg
But anyway...

[Hook: Kill Bill: The Rapper & Rav]
See, me and you got a thing we gotta speak about
(Speak about, speak about, speak about, speak about)
See, me and you got a thing we gotta speak about
(Speak about, speak about, speak about, speak about)