Feeling my shite?

Feeling my shite?

Hell yea im felling yourr shite

Alright bet lets get this shite started

 

You already know

Kittle got the flow

Murda milla killa murda flow

gotta go let off some shots hit 2 more

Glock 19 with a laser and scope go hardcore

Like some water freezes turns to ice so cold watched him die his homie

bugged off like lice I'm the rodent killer kill all these mice

I wont take or do a sacrifice we slide in and out like a surprise

I wont ever stop

till I make it on the top

I will never drop, imma always pop chop you into pieces

Rest in pieces I don't have any weakness

I don't suffer with loneliness or emptiness ill never be left speechless

Im being serious I saw it all went in the bottom always be the first to solve the problem

Fucking a bitch raw ain't using no condom

Got a chain got cash I'm finna make this shite rain girly taste like some champagne

Im doing missions in the streets like a call of duty campaign

Money stacking higher then a fucking crane glock 19 will put in some pain

The streets I maintain never complain choppa blow like a hurricane

This money I obtain nobody leaves my name in vain

In the streets I don't act I'm not a dwayne wayne

Always in the trap house breaking down some cocaine

I always keep my mind sane cuz I'm smoking dope like some propane

Got that killer look if I want you dead ur names go in my notebook

These lyrics have a nice hook I'm already a crook rapping like I'm not a rook

ay that's little bitch yea that's little everyone loves little

don't play with little he will get u fucked up

(baow baow baow baow)