Sir Michael Rocks, Robb Bank$, Pouya - Kill Switch lyrics

It's the skinny nigga, Triple Six
Fuck I got 'em horrified
Run up on 'em with the stick
I'm bussin till the morning time
Drill a nigga like a loose socket
Yeah it's turtle time
Shells on top of shells
Running pockets like a suicide
I'm in love with the bangers
Yeah it's boy meets world
And I'm fucking Topanga

If you run up I'll change ya
Got my gun up from sun up to sun up
I never knew another motherfucker who
Could ride against me
Whole lotta money from the bottom with me
You try to get me
Drive a Bentley to the side of Kennedy
Nigga act a fool
Howling at the moon, keeping vipers as pets
I'm hella picky with the bitches
That I like to select
But if you got P's of them
Cookies then we might could connect
And you will get your ass changed
Like your diaper was wet
You run up on us with dat boy

Two cannons strapped on my
Shoulder like a Blastoise
What the fuck was that noise
When the Glock pop
Nigga 9 shots to your body
Now you're food for the earthworm chop chop
Move fast when i'm coming for that ass
I'ma blast, I'ma buck, I'ma let it burn

Fuck school nigga, kill shit
Hit the kill switch kill Bill shit
Not the one you wanna deal with
Fuck school nigga, kill shit
Hit the kill switch kill Bill shit
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with

Well I be posted with a selected few
Pop that pussy, that's a nice ass view
My homies are real and you really ain't true
Met a bitch by the bay, never say "I do"
She wanna get with me
She wanna be in my city
Shit, I don't even know her like that
So get back 'fore your ass
Get attacked by the pack
And I never do slack

2 Phones Shawty
They be dancing like the need a pole
My niggas shoot
(shoot) bitch, like they need a ghost
Bought 2 phones
2 cups stowed so I fucked her twice
See my niggas face the blunt
She can't even face life

I say bitch it's lil Pouya
No need for no rumors no need for no losers
My bitch cool but i'm cooler
Fifty-five pussy old cougar
Oh my God, I really can't breathe
Walk over me, i'ma break your knees
Miami is where I be

And bitch it's double cleaned in bleach
Need a zanpakuto just to cut it
And if a nigga try to run up
Finna leave his ass looking like a hollow
Bands, by the lead singer
Went solo and got made
And "Keeping Up With Kim K" the
Only time you seen 'ye

Fuck school nigga, kill shit
Hit the kill switch kill Bill shit
Not the one you wanna deal with
Fuck school nigga, kill shit
Hit the kill switch kill Bill shit
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with
Not the one you wanna deal with