Got2Kill Lyrics

Yung and dead

Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill

Sipping cider, not a liar, bitch, I make this fire
I don't get tired, this my job that I'm hired
I'm so sick of wasting time, everything's tryna move in my mind
I'll sleep when I die, bitch, I'm feeling alive

Uppin' this dough that I'm whippin', aye
You niggas, I'm not gon' listen
Butthole, put my fist in
Niggas be niggin' til I leave them skinned, yuh
You cannot get these digits, uh
She looking fine, put my kids in, uh
Doing my shit that I'm jiggin', uh
Kill em all, no witness, uh, yuh
Breaking her water, no baby, I'm feeling a lil' bit insanity
Sipping this cider too daily, feel on my motions, uh
Nut in her shit til she groaning, uh
Baby, baby, please fold me, uh
Tryna get in with my bonie, uh
Feel like a ghost, call me Tony, uh
Feel likе a ghost, call me Toby, uh
Eating her berry, shе's wet as fuck
Dragging his skull, he dead as fuck
All my shit get you banished, uh
Flapping her wings, no parrot, uh
I slip it in, need a wet floor sign
Niggas pussy, they ain't dripping right
Ocean wet, yeah, she dripping right
Digging her shell, like she dig my height

Uh, fuck, I need to sit down
Hahaha

Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill
Got to kill, got to kill

Sipping cider, not a liar, bitch, I make this fire
I don't get tired, this my job that I'm hired
I'm so sick of wasting time, everything's tryna move in my mind
I'll sleep when I die, bitch, I'm feeling alive