Katxh a Kill lyrics

[Intro]
Double S
(Who's Chupi anyways?)

[Chorus]
I ain't wit' that phony sh*t
Hop out, n*gga, wit' the stick
Pull up on you bustin' sh*t, I ain't goin' for nothin'
If you see me in the bity you know that I'm clutchin'
YL be wit' real shooters, that's why they can't touch him

[Verse]
n*gga must think that I'm pus*y but it don't
Yeah, that rap sh*t, get you wrapped quick, get you wacked, b*tch
Blow you off the f*ckin' map, b*tch, b*tch, we clap sh*t
And I hope you ain't think I was f*ckin' done
Downin' all these f*ck n*ggas just like Vietnam
n*ggas know that the boy YL like to play wit' bombs
Might hear my name, hear Osama
Y'all lil n*ggas know I bring that pressure to your mama house
Just like a candle, n*gga, we gon' have to blow you out
I'll send my young n*gga, pull up on you, air it out
Know these n*ggas pus*y, boy, these n*ggas ain't for real
I pull up wit' a stick and catch a kill
YL not a slave but I'm really in the field
If you play we take your top off like a double seal
Got a bad yellow thot b*tch but she from Brazil
[Chorus]
I ain't wit' that phony sh*t
Hop out, n*gga, wit' the stick
Pull up on you bustin' sh*t, I ain't goin' for nothin'
If you see me in the building you know that I'm clutchin'
YL be wit' real shooters, that's why they can't touch him
I ain't wit' that phony sh*t
Hop out, n*gga, wit' the stick
Pull up on you bustin' sh*t, I ain't goin' for nothin'
If you see me in the bity you know that I'm clutchin'
YL be wit' real shooters, that's why they can't touch him