Drakeo The Ruler, Peezy - Should I Kill Him lyrics

I'll press the button on these niggas
The chopper get to rocket autoin' niggas
And made his hip hop
Dancin' ass nigga, he belong on TikTok
No longer pro bono, that's a home run
Made niggas plead for sympathy when
Holdin' these twin F&N's
If we clubbin', then there's sticks in here
Shit if not
Then promoters get hit with kicks and fists
Who bitch is that suckin' dick? 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 pussy cool, but so is hers
I don't come out much

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, shit, nigga
I'll buy the whole bar out if they let me
Uh, shit, nigga
If she wanna come party, would you let her?

Never would you ever, bitch, we millionaires
You eight thousand from my hundred
Bitch, you get in there, bum
I'm rockin' the drum with two sticks
I don't give a fuck
He run up on that 2Pac shit, bitch
We gon' hit him up now we throwin' curves
That was a ninety five
If I add four shots I give him ninety nine
Shit talkers
You see me, and you see why niggas pissed off
He in the booth off coke, limp dick
Mad 'cause he can't get off
Treacherous, it's this nigga right
Now in my messages
I don't want the bitch, bro, stop texting me
For real, dumbass nigga, 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

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, shit, nigga
I'll buy the whole bar out if they let me
Uh, shit, nigga
If she wanna come party, would you let her?

They gon' stretch the whole car out
If I send a blitz
Death the only thing that make me
Happy if you get me pissed
Scooped two hoes from the day shift
And made them bitches 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 shit"
Drunk an eight of Wock' in one soda
Now I gotta piss
If the state troopers pull us over, bae
Don't tell 'em shit
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 bitches kiss both of 'em stingy
So I made them hoes share this dick
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 shit

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, shit, nigga
I'll buy the whole bar out if they let me
Uh, shit, nigga
If she wanna come party, would you let her?

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, nigga, 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, fuck these busters
Yeah shit