Death Games ​sKitz Kraven

(Verse 1)

Glock 9
We gon pop out
AK bullets burning up your leg
The way the way they drop out
Cold hearted
But it’s hot out
Balenciaga tennies
You can’t get em
Cuz they not out
I couldn’t get you on the street
Cuz the car loud
Now I’m a wait till your asleep
I’m a night owl
In a palace
Somewhere yonder
Out in Barlow
With the shooters
Out in Dallas
Like I’m Carlisle

(Chorus)

We gon chop you up
And send you through the mail
I don’t post bail
Half a ticket on the scale
Shovel and a pale
I’ll drain your fluid till you’re pale
Momma say I’m real sick
I turn these rappers fеmale
Give a sex changе
Call it Hill House
The way the carbon make your neck hang
Smoke you like some gas
Brand new strain
Call it ethane
Started making money
Now I’m rich
That’s when the stress came
Keep playin with me
You must enjoy playin these