"KILL ME" lyrics

Mm, die for my respect, niggas better kill me
My whip brick [?], she filthy
Pluggin' all these Percs, I'm really in the field, G
Stripped out all the work, the dope fiends really feel me
Ah, who was gonna tell me?
Y'all rappers not no dealers, ain't got shit to sell me
Nigga, my bitch is Israeli
We send it in the mail, nigga, you can Zelle me
Voice of a motherfuckin' gangsta
Your bitch said she freaky, said, "Lay down, I wanna taste ya"
Ha, Benzy clean, don't wanna race ya
Cookin' in the kitchen, recipes, I gotta lace 'em
I'm in the kitchen with the base, huh
The kitchen with the raid spot
My trap burnin' like it's mace
I told your shorty give me face, uh
Everything I do, I do because I love my bread
Got your shorty at the crib, I spank her ass, them cheeks is red
Baby, I'm the truth, don't know what the fuck these niggas said
Bitch, I'm not tellin' no lies, we'll leave your body draped in red
In that Hellcat, bitch, I sped
He said that he a trap god, knew this nigga bled
I got two bitches in the trap, they do just what I said
Sip Promethazine off Xanax, man, I'm really off the meds
Your bitch in the trap right now and she be steady throwin' head
Choppa automatic, AK always throwin' lead
Oh, oh, oh, this designer
Paint his brains all on the pavement, look just like lasagna
Oh, hide and I'm gon' find ya
We gon' catch up to you, leave your body in mañana