K1lLZ0n3 Hi-C

[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)
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Ye-Yeah, yeah (Killing frenzy, yeah, yeah)
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Ye-Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
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[Verse]
I'm not a role model
But I get throat from models
Red 50's, blue 100's, I got a whole lot of
Bands on me, fuck 'em up, get 'em back with no problem
Red key, red eyes, been goin' full throttle
Bands on me, shopping spree, we ball likе no tomorrow
Shroomie P's, we serving quartеr pounder like McDonald's
Da-Dark Blue GT500, nightcrawler
Rocking Evisu jeans, CDG Fo-Foamposites
.45, nigga, no boxing
Nigga get put in wood boxes
En-Enter the Killzone, blood spill zone
K-K and beans, X and lean, cocaine, pills zone
Evisu jeans, syrup stain, I spilled the lean on
T-Two cups, styrofoam
My eyes real low
Th-Think I'm real high, real fried, real throwed
Chanel shades, Chanel earrings in my earlobes
Hysteric Glam, Number (N)INE, clothes in my wardrobe
Porsche Carrera, Panamera, tinted the windows
Ni-Nigga we get dough, it ain't hard, it's simple
Tote twin pistols, nigga get dropped like schizos
100 drum, fill 'em up with lead like pencils
Nigga, what the fuck you mean?
W-We got red key
Hellcat, red seats, niggas race like Grand Prix
We got, we got red key, niggas race like Need for Speed
He-Hellcat, red key, all these horses stampede
He-Hellcat, red key, and it skate like Gretzky
"Hi-C, know you fucked my main ho, it can't be"
Hi-Hi-C glowing up, yeah, bih, my diamonds dancing
I got hella hoes, hell yeah, I got plenty