Should I Kill Him lyrics

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
I'll press the button on these n*ggas
The chopper get to rocket autoin' n*ggas and made his hip hop
Dancin' ass n*gga, he belong on TikTok
No longer pro bono, that's a home run
Made n*ggas plead for sympathy when holdin' these twin F&N's
If we clubbin', then there's sticks in here, sh*t
If not, then promoters get hit with kicks and fists
Who b*tch is that suckin' di*k? Lord knows, she's a baby killer
Paint her face, she's a clown too
Your mans told and that man he told on finna get out soon
Every time she hit my line, she hear the dial tone
The pus*y cool, but so is hers, I don't come out much

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Want my name all in your mouth, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an opp, should I kill him?
Thirty thousand, it was mounted on the dresser
They'll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em
Want my name all in your mouth, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an opp, should I kill him?
Thirty thousand, it was mounted on the dresser
They'll stretch the whole car out if I tell 'em
Uh, sh*t, n*gga
I'll buy the whole bar out if they let me
Uh, sh*t, n*gga
If she wanna come party, would you let her?
[Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler]
Never would you ever, b*tch, we millionaires
You eight thousand from my hundred, b*tch, you get in there, bum
I'm rockin' the drum with two sticks, I don't give a f*ck
He run up on that 2Pac sh*t, b*tch, we gon' hit him up
Now we throwin' curves, that was a ninety five
If I add four shots I give him ninety nine, sh*t talkers
You see me, and you see why n*ggas p*ssed off
He in the booth off coke, limp di*k, mad 'cause he can't get off
Treacherous, it's this n*gga right now in my messages
I don't want the b*tch, bro, stop texting me
For real, dumbass n*gga, hahaha
Loser, doofus, I keep two shooters with me
I got Bin Laden in the coupe with the kufi in it
I'll melt him like a slushy, burnt him, it was nothing
Paid in full, I paid my dues to rock out with this hundred

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Want my name all in your mouth, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an opp, should I kill him?
Thirty thousand, it was mounted on the dresser
They'll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em
Want my name all in your mouth, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an opp, should I kill him?
Thirty thousand, it was mounted on the dresser
They'll stretch the whole car out if I tell 'em
Uh, sh*t, n*gga
I'll buy the whole bar out if they let me
Uh, sh*t, n*gga
If she wanna come party, would you let her?
[Verse 3: Peezy]
They gon' stretch the whole car out if I send a blitz
Death the only thing that make me happy if you get me p*ssed
Scooped two hoes from the day shift and made them b*tches strip
You can't party where I party at unless you on the list
You can ask the opps and they'll tell you, "Peezy on his sh*t"
Drunk an eight of Wock' in one soda, now I gotta p*ss
If the state troopers pull us over, bae, don't tell 'em sh*t
You get in my way, you know it's over, boy, don't make the list
Met two bad hoes on the 'Gram, I made them b*tches kiss
Both of 'em stingy, so I made them hoes share this di*k
You might end up like Ray Charles, you stare at my wrist
Blow a dub today and get it back tomorrow 'cause it ain't sh*t

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Want my name all in your mouth, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an opp, should I kill him?
Thirty thousand, it was mounted on the dresser
They'll stretch the whole car if I tell 'em
Want my name all in your mouth, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an opp, should I kill him?
Thirty thousand, it was mounted on the dresser
They'll stretch the whole car out if I tell 'em
Uh, sh*t, n*gga
I'll buy the whole bar out if they let me
Uh, sh*t, n*gga
If she wanna come party, would you let her?
[Outro: Drakeo the Ruler]
Haha
Anyway, y'all know what's goin' on, you know what I'm saying?
Anyway, I'm like, mm-mm, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an opp. should I kill him?
That's a serious question, though, like, really
Okay, ha-ha-ha
Anyway, want my name all in your mouth, can you feel me?
Heard your boyfriend is an, opp should I kill him?
Thirty thousand, it was mounted on the—
I got thirty in my hand though
I couldn't— I couldn't mount it on the table
Ha-ha-ha
You feel me?
That be, like, a serious question though, like, n*gga, like
Ayy, like I heard your boyfriend, like, like, you want me to get him out the way?
Oh, okay, okay, I'm— ha-ha-ha, we know the truth
Long live Jameon Davis, f*ck these busters
Yeah
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