Kill Bill (feat. BandGang Lonnie Bands)

(Damn, JakeSand)
 Woooooooo!
 Yeah, I'm with the ShittyBoyz, I'll leave you shit bag
 Out of tone white shit, yeah, I call it "Riff Raff"
 Wanna sign Lonnie Bands? Nigga, I need a big bag, huh
 Boy, I'm talking 'bout two mil' and half
 Boy, I ain't fell off, man, I got 'em big mad, huh
 But they know they play with me, they get toe tagged
 Boy, I love that Kill Tek it got a light kickback
 .45 compact, that bitch sound like smack-smack
 Yeah, I fuck with BabyTron, TrDee, StanWill
 Nigga, if you play with my lil' niggas, you gon' get killed
 Yeah, I pray my lil' niggas go and get that big deal
 Yeah, I fuck with Bando 'cause he always kept it real
 Yellow Scat, black stripe, that's the Kill Bill
 Got some kryptonite incase he think he Man of Steel
 Spy plane with a care package, bro got seven kills
 If the pills don't do they job then this method will
 Niggas talking 'bout they shitting, bitch, we shit for real
 Boy, you can't do this shit, this shit take some skill
 Mr. Cap-A-Lot, nigga, who you ever kill?
 Damn, girl out her ring, now she sick she can't pay her bill
 Keep yo lil' granny safe 'fore I'm jugging Judith
 I don't read but if it's 'bout pape then I'm booking to it
 In the lab cooking up them cards, put my foot into it
 BandMan with the ShittyBoyz, this some jugging music
 She was fucking on the GOAT, why you mad at her?
 You ain't never bust a jugg, you a scamateur
 Fifty-two shots left him weak like a calendar
 Punch then I slide to the bando like my manager
 I fucked then I'm gone like her dad
 Paid 450 so this belt still sad
 Turned that bitch face to a playground, why you brag?
 Yes, I be with Tron, lil' bitch, why you ask?
 Sick of hoes, I might cough on 'em
 Grade A work turned a fiend into Hulk Hogan
 Hit 'em with the pew-pew, go and check the pulse on him
 Did the Cha Cha on the, I'ma walk on him
 Tryna play it crazy? I'll put the pause on him
 Yo bitch was on my dick, made her put her walls on it
 Yo bitch was on my dick, made her put her walls on it