Lyrics Flaco1x – Kill $Hit

Kill $Hit Lyrics – Flaco1x

Singer: Flaco1x
Title: Kill $Hit

If you’re from new jersey in this b#tch
You know what the f#ck i’m on
I start looking sloppy
Got turnt up off that wocky

Tats all on my body
Plus, i can’t trust no thotty
Money like a brinks truck
Make you put your b#tch up

Hoes all in my business
They heard that flaco kill sh#t
I start looking sloppy
Got turnt up off that wocky

Tats all on my body
Plus, i can’t trust no thotty
Money like a brinks truck
Make you put your b#tch up

Hoes all in my business
They heard that flaco kill sh#t
Heard that flaco kill sh#t
Like i’m steven with these drums trying to drill sh#t

Like i’m squidward with these hoes
Trying to feel sh#t
Told my momma, i don’t feel sh#t
I’m off the pills, would like to sip a little

I’m off the (?), b#tch, i just might tweak a little
Little b#tch, she trying to eat me, like she eat the pill
Baby, keep this sh#t for real
Love me then just let me use your addy

Might just buy you lv
I ain’t with the chatting
I ain’t with that hoe sh#t, unless i’m with some hoe sh#t
Shoutout all my trap my n#gg#s

Boys that’s having motion
Screaming f#ck you b#tch n#gg#s
Pray y’all die in slow sh#t
f#cking on your b#tch n#gg#, she know that i’m on go sh#t

No hoe sh#t
I start looking sloppy
Got turnt up off that wocky
Tats all on my body

Plus, i can’t trust no thotty
Money like a brinks truck
Make you put your b#tch up
Hoes all in my business

They heard that flaco kill sh#t
I start looking sloppy
Got turnt up off that wocky
Tats all on my body

Plus, i can’t trust no thotty
Money like a brinks truck
Make you put your b#tch up
Hoes all in my business

They heard that flaco kill sh#t
I don’t sip no wok
I kicked the cup, the way i kick the door
Count a lot of bands, state to state, how i be on a roll

I could call the plug one time and he could send a load
n#gg#s playing games with this sh#t
But we can get ’em gone
I can’t trust not thotty, and i put that on my f#cking soul

The way i’m balling on these n#gg#s
Man, i feel just like i’m karl malone
Gas bags of that za
Me and flaco sound like cheech and chong

b#tch, i’m mobbing with the gang
We outside, please don’t hit my phone
A fifty on his head, that a change his tone
A hundred on his head, then he good as gone

I mob with the guys, you know it’s a code
If he playing with the gang, then we gone hit his dome
I start looking sloppy
Got turnt up off that wocky

Tats all on my body
Plus, i can’t trust no thotty
Money like a brinks truck
Make you put your b#tch up

Hoes all in my business
They heard that flaco kill sh#t
I start looking sloppy
Got turnt up off that wocky

Tats all on my body
Plus, i can’t trust no thotty
Money like a brinks truck
Make you put your b#tch up

Hoes all in my business
They heard that flaco kill shit
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