XXXTENTACION, Kid Trunks, Craig Xen - Came2Kill lyrics

Yuh, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm off the acid, oh no
Cris Dinero on the track
You dig? Haha, haha, haha, ooh, ooh, ooh

Bitch, I came to kill, on my mama
(On my mama)
Pussy boy talk 'til I hit him with a llama
(Ow) that bitch don't understand
When she just don't want no drama
That baby mama, drama
I don't wanna talk about it (Ayy)
Bitch I came to kill, on my mama
(Kill on my, on my mama)
Pussy boy talk 'til I hit him with a llama
(Ayy, ayy, ow) that bitch don't understand
When she just don't want no drama (Whoa)
That baby mama, drama (Wait, wait, wait)
I don't wanna talk about it

Well, hello there!
Ayy, crack on me, crack on, crack
On me like Lamar Odom, uh
Head bust, fucking head bust your head open
Uh she gon' bust her legs
Wide open, pussy broken, uh
On yo block, all up on
Yo block, I'm sittin', smokin', ayy uh
Wait, uh, huh, ayy, my dick in my Glock, ayy
My blade don't like cops, ayy
What's that? What's that? Red dot
(Bop, bop, bop, bop) grrra! Gratata, ayy
Shoot at pussy boys
Can't fuck with pussy boys
Put a pistol on pussy boys

In Jesus' name

Bitch, I came to kill you and yo mama (Ayy)
Voo-Voo-Voo-Voo yo medulla oblongata (yeah)
Blood drippin', it spill (Spill)
Look like salsa (Look like)
Cock back it up, mm, yeah
That back poppin' piñata (Ayy, haha, yuh)
Okay brr
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