KA$HDAMI, Dro Kenji - KILL EM FOR ME lyrics
Kashdami [David Wallace III] King George County, Virginia/Las Vegas, Nevada, U.S. 🇺🇸
[KA$HDAMI, Dro Kenji - KILL EM FOR ME lyrics]
I know what you don't
When I'm high, I float
Barely conscious, cash stacked high
I done found love in this foreign ride
Call 911, she ridin' for me in the SRT
You can certainly leave me alone
She wan' fuck
But I ain't know this whore fell in love
But I say, "Why ain't you dyin' for
Me? If I give you the gun
You should kill 'em for me"
Dump the clip at them niggas
And peel out with me
Pour me up to the brim, baby
Spill out with me
Disconnect from my feelings and
Feel all the weed
I've been fillin' my stomach
Up with Hennessey
Ain't been giving a fuck
I just love being geeked
And my brother don't smoke
But he smokе 'cause of me
She an angеl, but she like to party with me
I'm the devil, then she in the fire with me
I be high off the Perc', pardon me
Money berserk, lottery (Lottery)
I know what you don't
When I'm high, I float
Barely conscious, cash stacked high
I done found love in this foreign ride
Call 911, she ridin' for me in the SRT
You can certainly leave me alone
She wan' fuck
But I ain't know this whore fell in love
But I say, "Why ain't you dyin' for
Me? If I give you the gun
You should kill 'em for me"
Dump the clip at them niggas
And peel out with me
Pour me up to the brim, baby
Spill out with me
Can't expect nothin' from these hoes, man
I avoid the disappointment
And shawty beggin' for that dick
I told that bitch
"Book an appointment"
We flushin' roaches down the toilet
She suck my soul, say she enjoy it
I was young, I had to make them choices
Niggas was fucked up, hearin' voices
But these days, I'm livin' with no regrets
'Cause I roll with shooters everywhere
That I be in
Fuck the bullshit, in real life
I got respect
I was in the playground
Sellin' Addies at recess
And these niggas don't know 'bout this life
I got niggas on the block right
Now tryna earn some stripes
Got a stripper bitch and she
Geeked for the pipe
I told that ho
"Bring a friend 'cause I
Don't got a type"
I know what you don't
When I'm high, I float
Barely conscious, cash stacked high
I done found love in this foreign ride
Call 911, she ridin' for me in the SRT
You can certainly leave me alone
She wan' fuck
But I ain't know this whore fell in love
But I say, "Why ain't you dyin' for
Me? If I give you the gun
You should kill 'em for me"
Dump the clip at them niggas
And peel out with me
Pour me up to the brim, baby
Spill out with me
When I'm high, I float
Barely conscious, cash stacked high
I done found love in this foreign ride
Call 911, she ridin' for me in the SRT
You can certainly leave me alone
She wan' fuck
But I ain't know this whore fell in love
But I say, "Why ain't you dyin' for
Me? If I give you the gun
You should kill 'em for me"
Dump the clip at them niggas
And peel out with me
Pour me up to the brim, baby
Spill out with me
Disconnect from my feelings and
Feel all the weed
I've been fillin' my stomach
Up with Hennessey
Ain't been giving a fuck
I just love being geeked
And my brother don't smoke
But he smokе 'cause of me
She an angеl, but she like to party with me
I'm the devil, then she in the fire with me
I be high off the Perc', pardon me
Money berserk, lottery (Lottery)
I know what you don't
When I'm high, I float
Barely conscious, cash stacked high
I done found love in this foreign ride
Call 911, she ridin' for me in the SRT
You can certainly leave me alone
She wan' fuck
But I ain't know this whore fell in love
But I say, "Why ain't you dyin' for
Me? If I give you the gun
You should kill 'em for me"
Dump the clip at them niggas
And peel out with me
Pour me up to the brim, baby
Spill out with me
Can't expect nothin' from these hoes, man
I avoid the disappointment
And shawty beggin' for that dick
I told that bitch
"Book an appointment"
We flushin' roaches down the toilet
She suck my soul, say she enjoy it
I was young, I had to make them choices
Niggas was fucked up, hearin' voices
But these days, I'm livin' with no regrets
'Cause I roll with shooters everywhere
That I be in
Fuck the bullshit, in real life
I got respect
I was in the playground
Sellin' Addies at recess
And these niggas don't know 'bout this life
I got niggas on the block right
Now tryna earn some stripes
Got a stripper bitch and she
Geeked for the pipe
I told that ho
"Bring a friend 'cause I
Don't got a type"
I know what you don't
When I'm high, I float
Barely conscious, cash stacked high
I done found love in this foreign ride
Call 911, she ridin' for me in the SRT
You can certainly leave me alone
She wan' fuck
But I ain't know this whore fell in love
But I say, "Why ain't you dyin' for
Me? If I give you the gun
You should kill 'em for me"
Dump the clip at them niggas
And peel out with me
Pour me up to the brim, baby
Spill out with me