"Kill Him Bae" lyrics

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I just wanna come and play
I just opt up in the street
I just opt up in that new G
Tryna get it away
She said she gon' choose me
But it ain't 'cause I get paid
Personal gas rage
Look at my pockets, cape, uh huh

Stay, bro joined down with the K
I had to strap my bitch up
You better kill him bae
Sip on that liquor, get hiccups
On that Xan had a hard time getting up
The bitch won't turn me on, still
Like her because I'm getting up
Right now she got to tipping off
What level is you tryna get on?
'Cause if you wanna be like Jace
And say the same that you may never get on
I'm that junkie, get ripped on
She freaky, she wanna get spit on
Gang tryna figure out who they gon' spin on
7-6-2 and he tripped on, okay

Racks in that duffel, okay
His face get flat in a puddle
I kill a nigga 'bout my brother
And my new bitch says she a lover
I gotta new gun, I'm 'a need another
Call it fast, that nigga flash flood, yeah

I got it
That's it
You can keep that
Yeah, hey, you know
A lotta niggas gon' pose and all that type of shit
You niggas ain't getting no money
You niggas never kill the song, never heard a song
You know how that go, uh huh

Stay, bro joined down with the K
I had to strap my bitch up
You better kill him bae
Sip on that liquor, get hiccups
On that Xan had a hard time getting up
The bitch won't turn me on, still
Like her because I'm getting up
Right now she got to tipping off
What level is you tryna get on?
'Cause if you wanna be like Jace
And say the same that you may never get on
I'm that junkie, get ripped on
She freaky, she wanna get spit on
Gang tryna figure out who they gon' spin on
7-6-2 and he tripped on