Lil mavo - Come 4 The Kill Lyrics

I get up on you real close, I like to get that thrill
Bullets flying had me ducking, I know shit was real
Bounce out, heavy loaded, chopper on my windowsill
Don't you let me catch a opp, KeboiiK come for the kill
F*ck it, I just might go sign a deal
F*ck these pussy crackers, they want KeeboiiK to sign the appeal
Pussy, stop that flagging and show me how you live
I'm tryna see what that lil gangster shit about that you live
Late night slide SRT's, on the robbing spree
I got shooters on every corner, how the f*ck you gone rob me
Back dooring real niggas, how the f*ck you keeping it street?
Bitch, I love a blackout, but rock out with a .223
Tell me who want smoke with KeeboiiK
Rock out with a dirty K I bet I make your bitch ass bleed
I was in school counting money, I ain't learn to read
Then I told my mama that a f*ck nigga make me sneeze
Bitch, we tote pistols like utensils
Rich nigga on that block, keep a missile
Don't you play with gang, by my name they come and get you
If you want some fame, let this ARP hit you
I get up on you real close, I like to get that thrill
Bullets flying had me ducking, I know shit was real
Bounce out, heavy loaded, chopper on my windowsill
Don't you let me catch a opp, KeboiiK come for the kill
F*ck it, I just might go sign a deal
F*ck these pussy crackers, they want KeeboiiK to sign the appeal
Pussy, stop that flagging and show me how you live
I like to walk down face shot this shit personal
Jump up out that car, run a nigga down like we hunting him
You can run, but you can't hide, I got a .30 clip
Aye me and KeeboiiK could get it hot, don't make me turn it up
In the field, dog shit on me, chopper on my waistline
Bad bitch, no money, tryna see bout what her face bout
Everyday road running and sack chasing, you don't know what I'm talking bout
The pussy bitch had done died try to test a gangster, nigga
And I cant leave my house without my banger, nigga
Hold on to Cball, you ain't gone change, you still the same lil nigga
I can't go nowhere, I'm armed and dangerous, nigga
Aye and I can't chase my opps, I don't even chase my liquor
I get up on you real close, I like to get that thrill
Bullets flying had me ducking, I know shit was real
Bounce out, heavy loaded, chopper on my windowsill
Don't you let me catch a opp, KeboiiK come for the kill
F*ck it, I just might go sign a deal
F*ck these pussy crackers, they want KeeboiiK to sign the appeal
Pussy, stop that flagging and show me how you live