Don't Kill

And If I f**k her

She gon' get attached

Who invited all these F**k Ni**a's

Man sh*t ain't never smell this good

Why them snakes tryin' to tongue kiss us

Way too cool to die young

Way too young to die sober

Way too cool to die young

Way too young to die sober

Sleepin' with a bad b**ch

Wake me up when it's all over

I'm so tired of these Ni**a's

Wake me up when it's all over

B**ch come kill my time

But b**ch don't steal my shine

I'm cooking up two quarters

Bout' to get rich or die tryin'

I got some killa's on my side

Some kill up in my swisher

All this hatin' drive me crazy

Take the key out the ignition

Oh my god it feel like Coogi weather

I lost my mind

But I got it back like groovy Stella

Tell the hoes I got

That Victoria Secret weapon

I hope you live a double life

Cause' you gon' need an extra

Me and my ni**a's

We got bad b**ches up in the pool

Bad b**ches up in the pool

She gon' learn tonight

Call that sh*t night school

And life is a b**ch on her cycle delightful

Got ho's on that powder

Like Light Blue

Nice move now king me ni**a

Badass b**ch you seen me with her

We on that GT Vodka

Straight out the bottle genie ni**a

The difference between me and these ni**a's is

I go hard and they go wrong

She says "hit it from the back"

I'm trying to leave that crack alone baby

And if she love me Imma' love her back

Who indicting all the tough niggas

We smoke that Skunk

That's always smelling good

But why these snakes tryin' to tongue kiss us

Way too cool to die young

Way too young to die sober

Way too cool to die young

Way too young to die sober

Sleepin' with a bad b**ch

Wake me up when it's all over

I'm so tired of these Ni**a's

Wake me up when it's all over

Street sweepers and millimeters

AK's and skateboards

Let them know we got beef for anyone

Who got a taste for it

Real ni**a to the bone bristle

Coc*ine like co cripple

Heard ni**a's been waitin' on me

Well I might as well go and tip em'

I'm smoking on that Hulk Hogan

I call shots you call forward

I pimp my ride my car's hoeing

And all my bars be bar-coded

These YMCMB stars glowin'

Hate a ho ni**a like Anchovies

My young b**ch keep on snappin' on me

I told that b**ch I ain't posing

That p**sy feel like a pot of gold

The money old and the night is young

All them ni**a's keep talking sh*t

I make you eat your words and bite your tongue

And when the guns ring

I'm the ring leader

Got those ho's on pens and needles

I'm so high I left Earth

And ran into Venus and SerenHeard ni**a's

Get head like a mind reader

You washed up I'm the dry cleaner

Don't worry about me ni**a I'm one

Hundred like a high fever

Got pounds taking up closet space

Guns all in my b**ch crib

Since all you ni**a's fly now

Bugs all on my windshield

Uh

And if she tense then I'mma rub her back

She alright I think I f**k with her

Man I wish a motherf**ker would

I feel like a hockey puck ni**a

Way too cold to die young

Way too young to die sober

Way too cold to die young

Give these ni**a's a cold shoulder

Sleeping with a bad b**ch

Another b**ch when I roll over

We f**k until we fall asleep

Wake up and do it all over

Uh

D5

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Kendrick

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