Sneezo Quixk, GetRichZay - Kill Switch lyrics

Grrat (Vrr) uh huh, vrr
Uh huh, let's go, let's go (Pah pah)
(FRXNCO made the beat) gang, gang, grrt

Ayy, black box, kill switch
We tryna knock his head off
(Tryna knock his head off, grrt)
Nigga shot his whole clip, ain't hit
He know he dead wrong (He dead wrong)
I ain't finna make a diss song
(Nah) , I give out head stones (Grrt
I give out head stones)
I told that bitch I match her energy
I'm on what she on (Aight, let's go)
Yeah, I might take the bitch to my home
(yeah)
She got her head on (She got her head right)
Yeah, put the beam beside the scope
I swear this bitch be dead on
(Pah, boom, boom)
Ayy, shot his mans, he still


Ain't shoot that nigga, know he dead wrong
(Aight, come on)
Ayy, shot the clip, we seen him swerve
(Vfft) , I say, "Lil Flip, let's
Head home" (Let's go, aight, come on)
I just bought some brand-new Jordan 1s
He can't get stepped on
(He can't get stepped on)
I just served him, dawg, he think it's raw
But that shit that stepped on
(But that shit stepped on)
That bitch is fresher there
They blew him down, he had on VLONE
(He had on VLONE)
I loaded up my dick and spinned his block
That bitch got peed on
(That bitch got peed on, booom, boom, boom)
I don't fuck with peons, bitch
Get the fuck on (Bitch, get the fuck on)
Come up in the trap
Ain't suckin' dick? Then you get sent home
(Then you get sent home)
Think he got a lick, reach for
My shit, we fucked 'round, busted his dome
(We fucked 'round, busted his dome)
Put up on the dead and we
Was waitin', we fucked 'round, got 'em gone
(We fucked 'round, got 'em gone)

Yeah, fucked 'round, did 'em on cam', I
Ain't had my mask on, aight, come on
(Damn) swear this Draco got my back
This bitch got my back bone (I swear)
Ayy, tried to run off with my shit
(Ayy) , he lost his back
Bone (Come on, aight, come on)
I put Chrome Heart on my chest
You know my heart chrome
Ayy, racks on top his head
(Racks, racks) , them boys gon' get him gone
Aight, come on
Ayy, this might be my favorite song
(yeah, yeah) ayy, we sit down and politic
(Shh) , we don't talk on phone (Uh, huh)
Yup, on the block I'm by myself
I feel like home alone (Let's go)
Ayy, white cluff from outta town
Look just like Post Malone (Aight, come on)
Ayy, got the drop on where he stay
(Ayy) , better not take no
Pics at home (Aight, aight, come on)
Ayy, sent a text, then called her, "Bae"
(Bae) , I finesed her out her dome (Aight
Come on) ayy, we gon' get up with his ass
I swear that shit ain't gon' take long
(Aight, come on)
Ayy, took my Draco out to eat
(Ayy, aight, come on) this my bae right here
(I love you) , I love that
Bitch (I love you)
I swear that bitch don't cheat
(I love you, baddie, aight, come on)
Ayy, rob his ass and drop a
Bag, this shit I put on, shit ain't cheap
(Aight, come on)
Ayy, mixed the VLONE with Balenci'
Plus this ARP on fleek (AR, aight, come on)

Enough, damn, Knockout told me, "Quit
Playin' with these niggas
Get back in kill mode"
(Get back in kill mode)
Got shooters in the field
They spikin' knots like this the end zone
(Like this the end zone)
Sneezo Gang frontin' you
We passed 'em in the red zone
(Passed 'em in the red zone)
We just burnt the streets and made it hot
Can't talk on no phones
(Pah, pah, pah, can't talk on no phones)
Blood in my eyes, but I ain't nervous
(I ain't nervous)
Had to cut him off, he ain't right
I heard he workin' (I heard he workin')
I don't need no drugs
Boost my head when I'm purgin'
(When I'm purgin')
We the ones that catch 'em
Niggas actin' close the curtains
(Close the curtains)
We the ones that pull up
Get to blastin' through his jersey
(Through his jersey) ayy, Low Range Gang
We gon' catch him while he swervin'
(Catch him while he swervin')
Ayy, talk about gang
We the ones who really lurkin'
(Really lurkin')

Gang grrt, boom