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• Artiste: Dro Kenji
• Titre: Kill Em For Me
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I know what you don't When I'm high I float Barely conscious, catch that tide I done found love in this foreign ride Call 911, she ridin' for me and the circle, you can certainly leave me alone She wanna fuck but I ain't know this whore fell in love But I say "Why ain't you dyin' for me?" If I give you the gun you should kill 'em for me Dump the clip at 'em niggas and peel out with me Pour me up to the brim, baby, spill out with me Disconnect from my feelings and feel all the weed I've been fillin' my stomach up with Hennessey Ain't be giving a fuck, I just love being geeked And my brother don't smokе but he smoke 'cause of mе She angel but she like to party with me I'm the Devil and she in the fire with me I be high off the purp, pardon me Money berserk, lottery (Lottery) I know what you don't When I'm high I float Barely conscious, catch that tide I done found love in this foreign ride Call 911, she ridin' for me and the circle, you can certainly leave me alone She wanna fuck but I ain't know this whore fell in love But I say "Why ain't you dyin' for me?" If I give you the gun you should kill 'em for me Dump the clip at 'em niggas and peel out with me Pour me up to the brim, baby, spill out with me Can't expect nothin' from these hoes, man, I avoid to disappoint Shawty beggin' for that dick, I told that bitch "Book an appointment" We flushin' roaches down the toilet She suck my soul, say she enjoy it I was young, I had to make them choices Niggas was fucked up, hearin' voices But these days I'm livin' with no regrets 'Cause I roll with shooters everywhere that I be in Fuck the bullshit, in real life I got respect I was in the playground sellin' Addies at recess And these niggas don't know 'bout this life I got niggas on the block right now tryna earn some stripes Got a stripper bitch and she geeked from the pipe I told that ho "Bring a friend 'cause I don't got a type" I know what you don't When I'm high I float Barely conscious, catch that tide I done found love in this foreign ride Call 911, she ridin' for me and the circle, you can certainly leave me alone She wanna fuck but I ain't know this whore fell in love But I say "Why ain't you dyin' for me?" If I give you the gun you should kill 'em for me Dump the clip at 'em niggas and peel out with me Pour me up to the brim, baby, spill out with me