lirik lagu unrecognizable – killtak
[intro: luisproducedit]
are you a good shot paul?
why of course i am, you know that
then hit the bullseye
i don’t know if i could hit the bullseye, but i could hit the bullsh*t
shoot ’em up
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (you dirty, rotten b*st*rd)
yeah, yeah
[chorus: luisproducedit]
the bullets gon’ blow off his fitted (woah, woah)
all that talkin sh*t, you know i ain’t wit’ it
you a b*tch, you better admit it
all this lead at his wig gonna split it (woah, woah)
the p*ssy gon’ run out the city, the .45 give ’em a hickey (woah, woah)
p*ssy, you lackin’ no bl!cky, uh, i’ll rock a n*gga, ain’t no milly (woah, woah, huh, huh)
the bullets gon’ blow off his fitted
all that talkin sh*t, you know i ain’t wit’ it
you a b*tch, you better admit it
all this lead at his wig gonna split it
the p*ssy gon’ run out the city, the .45 give ’em a hickey
p*ssy, you lackin’ no bl!cky, uh, i’ll rock a n*gga, ain’t no milly (woah, woah)
[verse 1: luisproducedit]
plug walk wit’ my gang, yeah, you see we on one
better see what i keep, we on some’, better c*o*t, we bleed, uh
when i bring out the lead, you leave, uh
when i bring out the 3mm, you grieve, uh
when i shoot at the knees, you heave, uh
when you shootin’ at me, i weave, uh (woah, woah)
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas they asking me questions, b*tch, are you a cop? bruh, shut up
run my fade ho, you get knocked real quick, quit playin’ b*tch n*gga, gon’ square up
i told the lil’ n*gga, “this eastside,” where the beef at n*gga? this my time
k!ll the b*tch n*gga, ’cause i got downtime
k!ll a opp’ like a game, like slide time
[verse 2: k!lltak]
you a cracker, not a demon, i’m just saying it how i see it
i just went and did the deed, b*tch, i’m high as f*ck, i can’t see
b*tch, i’m piped up, come and see, i hate confederates like ulysses
say you gon’ see me, but boy you can’t miss me, and it’s also the fact that i be in yo’ city (yeah, yeah)
also the fact i keep me a strap, i stay with the boys, i keep it a buck (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m closing the gap, i give him a nap, i got me a toy, i don’t give a f*ck
i stay with the sh*t, i can’t leave without it ’cause i see ’em in person, i’m closing ’em up
sewing ’em up, cutting ’em up, unrecognizable when i finish up
i got the k, get out my way, won’t say it again, b*tch, i don’t play
y’all hold no weight, put no pressure
y’all just say it, i dont respond to p*ssies, no way
like b*tch, get out of my f*cking face ‘fore i leave yo’ body out to decay
you gon’ have a really bad f*cking day
i don’t got no opps, because all y’all some p*ssies
just let the body drop, and then they gon’ book me
i see a cop, middle finger up, the f*ck he doing?
if he say some sh*t, i k!ll his ass and keep it moving
[verse 3: rejectedreyna]
i stay in my room ’cause y’all would be dead
grippin’ a knife, but i’ll fill you with lead (ayy, ayy)
yo’ mom see yo’ body, she seein’ the red
step out ya house, i’ll put one in ya head
don’t slip up b*tch, scope in, get ya head bust
pull out a bl!ck, bite like a bed bug
i’m dissing yo’ moms, i’m dissin yo’ dead, cuh
windy where i be, so you know i’m seein’ red dust
everybody walk around my town, like what the f*ck is up?
i blaze it up, i run it up, i grab that pistol, i let it bust
spillin’ brains, turn you to rust, i’ll turn you old, so you better run
spend your life right down the drain, i’m feelin’ bold, i don’t fear no gun
pop out the whip with a lamb mask, given one big task, take you right off of the map
ain’t scared of no human, don’t care what you doin’, it’s over when i’m ’bout to get out my strap
push yo’ head back, cap back, gon’ need a gas mask yo’ lungs, gon’ get packed
i don’t care about a glock, suck my d*ck, suck my c*ck, yo’ stupid ass homie should ran back
it’s eastside, you should of never ran up, now yo’ f*ckin’ ghost is shown
i’m demonic lil’ b*tch, yo’ soul is mine, and now yo’ soul i own (bap, bap, bap*bap*bap)
i’m a lamb mask k!lla, got you in my sight, you ain’t leavin’ it (bap, bap, bap*bap*bap)
if you ain’t tryna shoot, then you get stabbed and now you bleedin’, b*tch (bap*bap*bap*bap*bap)
[chorus: luisproducedit]
the bullets gon’ blow off his fitted (woah, woah)
all that talkin sh*t, you know i ain’t wit’ it
you a b*tch, you better admit it
all this lead at his wig gonna split it (woah, woah)
the p*ssy gon’ run out the city, the .45 give ’em a hickey (woah, woah)
p*ssy, you lackin’ no bl!cky, uh, i’ll rock a n*gga, ain’t no milly (woah, woah, huh, huh)
the bullets gon’ blow off his fitted
all that talkin sh*t, you know i ain’t wit’ it
you a b*tch, you better admit it
all this lead at his wig gonna split it
the p*ssy gon’ run out the city, the .45 give ’em a hickey
p*ssy, you lackin’ no bl!cky, uh, i’ll rock a n*gga, ain’t no milly (woah, woah)
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