You Can’t Kill Me lyrics

[Intro]
I'm a bad b*tch, you can't kill me
Guess who's back? (TreTrax I think we got one, ha)
Get me a band-aid and let's go home (Let's go home)
It's Saucy Santana
Celebrity, I'm- (Celebrity, I-)
It's Trax season, bruh

(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me

[Verse 1:]
Let me tell y'all the story (Uh-huh)
Riding through Miami, it was glory (we had a ball)
The stripper hoes, they adore me
I'm doing sh*t the girls couldn't do before me (Nope)
It always be
That one lame n*gga (Sorry ass)
Who couldn't take so he had to pull the trigger (Pull the trigger)
The labels calling, the deals getting bigger
I went back to my hood and had a cookout with my n*ggas
Rolls Royce riding (Riding)
I had a bunch of bad b*tches, we was vibing (Ahhh)
My mama told me keep grinding
My man called, said Bae keep shining (Thank you, Daddy)
In the mansion with Tommie we was wilding
Mannie Fresh, sh*t b*tch I'm big-timing
Naw hoe, this ain't no Love & HipHop
I ain't on the show sis, ya storyline still flopped
(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me

[Verse 2:]
No weapon formed shall prosper (Thank you, Lord)
I was drunk as hell laid up at the doctor (Whew)
I'm Ghost, where Proctor?
FaceTime with Ma Dukes, sounding like a Opera
The police?
They ain't give a f*ck
I'm blessed baby boy, man that sh*t wasn't luck
I got hit
I don't give a f*ck
I'm still touring the world while I'm chucking my deuces up
Tre, pass the Patron
Turnt up and I'm ready to shone
Let's go, it's on
I'm screaming "Periodt, b*tch!" like City Girl clone (JT)
Move over, I need my seat on the throne
I ain't got no level yet, making moves on my own
These pus*y n*ggas can't handle it (Nope)
I stay crunk, ain't no need for a mechanic, b*tch (Yeah)
(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me

[Verse 3:]
Y'all hoes be talking crazy online (Let's fight)
Staying with your mama, you can't speak on mine (Gross)
You just a broke ass opinion
Poor b*tch, you don't even got a dime (b*tch, I'm rich)
While you stalking, I'mma shine
Baby girl, I'm in the light, you the lime (Sour ass hoes)
I get respect from real n*ggas (Yup)
I get respect from real hitters (Real trap sh*t)
I get respect from all the trappers
I sell dope, then became a rapper (9-1-1)
Perry Florida, what's happening?
Showing love to same b*tches I was trapping with (850)
I don't need no army, Mr. Smart Ass
GIve me a pen, I'm finna sign for a lot of cash
The other b*tch, she a old dirty hoe
Hit up Verizon so your phone don't go off during your show
(Chorus)
Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man, y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)

Line it up hoes, one, two, three (Line it up)
I'm a bad b*tch, man y'all can't kill me (Nine lives)
Real b*tch, go to my hood and see (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*tch, man y'all can't kill me

[Outro]
Hahahaha (TreTrax, I think we got one, ha)
I see y'all internet b*tches
You can't motherf*cking kill me
b*tch I'm just getting motherf*cking started
It's a long time 'fore I'm finna get out the motherf*cking spot
Move the f*ck over (It's Trax season, bruh)
I need my seat on the throne
Tre, let a b*tch know