The Real Yung Honcho, Azealia Banks - Kill Switch lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

This that real shit
Pull up on your block and hit the kill switch
Let's drill shit all that rah rah shit gon'
Get you killed quick, that's real shit
I just popped a perc, now I don't feel shit
I'm still lit
Niggas totin' guns but ain't gon' kill shit
That's real shit
Pull up on your block and hit the kill switch
Let's drill shit all that rah rah shit gon'
Get you killed quick, that's real shit
I just popped a perc, now I don't feel shit
I'm still lit
Niggas totin' guns but ain't gon' kill shit

All of my shooters be ready for war
You know they be ready to slide


I got this 40 with 30 up in it
You better be ready to die
Heard he wan' with smoke me
Bitch I set shit off like 4th of July
You know how I'm rocking
It's Honcho The Demon
Don't know why you acting surprised
I had to run up the bag and get
On my ass and make the shit work
You niggas is bitches and actin like hoes
You might as well put on a skirt
And I got the strap on me right now
But, you will get put in the dirt
Gun on waist you know I don't play
I even be strapped in church
I'm from the trenches with
Killers and robbers
You know that I be with the gang
If I ever catch me a rapper
You how I'm coming up snatching his chain
He get out line, I'm shaking him down
Them bullets gon' enter his brain
Shots fired, man down yeah
I turned that nigga to a stain

This that real shit
Pull up on your block and hit the kill switch
Let's drill shit all that rah rah shit gon'
Get you killed quick, that's real shit
I just popped a perc, now I don't feel shit
I'm still lit
Niggas totin' guns but ain't gon' kill shit
That's real shit
Pull up on your block and hit the kill switch
Let's drill shit all that rah rah shit gon'
Get you killed quick, that's real shit
I just popped a perc, now I don't feel shit
I'm still lit
Niggas totin' guns but ain't gon' kill shit

Real shit
Hotter than some tea, I just spilled it
It'll get messy if my niggas
Start to peel clips
I just keep stepping in Balenciaga
Joggers on my heel tips
Even got my own bars when I shower
So I still drip different kinda illness
No doctor can heal this
Just keeping that realness
Come rock with a real bitch
Crushed ice in the face, ugh
High fashion my waist, ugh
I cannot be replaced, no
I just put a hunnid bands up in
The safe and niggas ain't safe, no
After money I chase like Tay K to the race
I just hopped out the coupe
Bitch, what's hot? Looking like soup
Bitches not know that I do
Turn that beef into beef stew, ugh
Hopped the country for a play date
Rollie faces today day
Put in work, I stay late
On time, clocking that payday
Stash box, got a stash
Behind the digital dash
Coming out with that cash i'm all in my bag

We be back to back, she Bonnie and I'm Clyde
I know she a shooter, I know she gon' ride
Cos she be hitting licks
And catching homicides
She go set a nigga up, I keep her by my side
We go spend that block until we catch her out
And we gon' send them shots
Until them bodies drop
Homicide and shell cases
Yellow tape the block
All they heard was gun shots and
Then we seen the cops

This that real shit
Pull up on your block and hit the kill switch
Let's drill shit all that rah rah shit gon'
Get you killed quick, that's real shit
I just popped a perc, now I don't feel shit
I'm still lit
Niggas totin' guns but ain't gon' kill shit
That's real shit
Pull up on your block and hit the kill switch
Let's drill shit all that rah rah shit gon'
Get you killed quick, that's real shit
I just popped a perc, now I don't feel shit
I'm still lit
Niggas totin' guns but ain't gon' kill shit

You still bitch yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
This that real shit
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
This that real shit
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
This that real shit
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
This that real shit