[Intro: 03 Greedo]
You know what I'm sayin', we creep up on niggas
We sit back and watch everything and swoop down on shit, you know what I'm sayin'
Haha, 03 (Beat Boy taught me, Ron Ron do that shit)

[Chorus: 03 Greedo & Ketchy the Great]
Killers like condors (vultures)
You better not snore (vultures)
Kick down your front door (urrr)
Put you to sleep, all my niggas gon' creep
Killers like condors (vultures)
You better not snore (vultures)
Kick down your front door (urrr)
Put you to sleep, all my niggas gon' creep
Ayy, killers like condors (vultures)
Killers like condors (vultures)
Killers like condors (vultures)
Creep up on niggas, we creep up like roaches
Killers like condors, vultures
Killers like condors, vultures
Killers like condors
Creep up on niggas, we creep up like roaches (roaches)

[Verse 1: Ketchy the Great]
Killer like John Wick
I got the flame on me, no Bic
Bust him over the head with a Glock, I'm trippin'
Meat cleaver chop him up, I'm a demon
I'm schemin', I'm cold, I'm anemic
I got the heater, I do not kick it like FIFA
Bring it to your door like pizza
Bitch I lean, I'm the tour of Pisa (mud)
Heckler & Koch, have you restin' in pieces
Greedo get poppin' like grease for no reason (oh my God, oh my God)
Face tats on, janky lil nigga
Can't get a job so I'm servin' the clearance
Back at the trap, I'm thuggin' with my killer
Gang shit, been in the vip, go gorilla
Draco shells flyin' at a monkey nigga
Heats up, back up, I'm 'bout to dump the nigga
I'm a nice guy, but I'l get tricky
Lord forgive me for the sins I'm commiting
Committed, to not going out on no bitch shit
I'ma join my vultures, ready to hit shit
Hit a lick, don't play, I'm too serious
I got K's like the Ku Klux member
I got nines like the month of September
Lean in my life, I don't make a decision, nah
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