[Intro: Lil Kee]
Shit so filled with fake, it ain't no more love
I'm promotin' violence, I'm promotin' violence
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
Uh, uh
I'm promotin' violence
I'm promotin' violence
Uh, uh
I'm promotin' violence
I'm promotin' violence

[Chorus: Lil Kee]
Man, this shit so filled with fake, it ain't no more love
I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up
Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust
So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up
See I'm promotin' violence
Spin your block, it sound like music to me, it's some violins
Say when I spin, no hidin'
You get killed for bеin' tied in
Ho, we spin your shit when you at thе table, n***a, dinin'

[Verse 1: Lil Kee]
Ho, when you put that bitch up in his face like pussy, die then
They like "Kee, why you be strapped so much, promotin' violence?"
Bro don't care nothin' 'bout no answer, but if she lit, just fly her in
I'm like psych, I'm lyin', bitch wan' give head, she drivin'
Can't even talk to me or rock with me if you are not a ten
Can't be expecting me to put you on if you never put in
I can't wait 'til me and brodie do a drive-by again
Can you put a n***a up for me on FOX 5, twin?
Even though that I can't whip, I still be lookin' in the mirror
I be dripped with my extension, my Balenci bottom gear
I been stealin', doin' robberies, and killin' for a year
Got two Dracos in my lap, n***a, know I'ma shoot
You want some smoke with me, n***a, fire it up, know what you don'
Know you hate what I got goin' on, n***as think I'm stupid
Spin your block, when shit get ugly, won't even get into it
[Verse 2: Payroll Meechie]
Want me to lose, gotta keep my tool
N***a still scream, "Fuck 'em all"
You ain't gotta ask me, hell yeah, that's my dog
Two twin Dracos, can't even fit in my fuckin' drawers
Now you're onto somethin'
I kick the lil' ho out for even actin' like she own somethin'
I love my Glock so much, I'm 'bout to buy this whole new chrome butt
I surround myself with shooters, if you don't shoot, you can't come 'round us
I don't need nobody comin' 'round like they my friend
Long as this pistol up on me, I'm poppin' my shit
We eat good, this that steak and shrimp and not hibachi
Sixteen shots'll make me catch a body like I'm Lockett

[Chorus: Lil Kee]
Man, this shit so filled with fake, it ain't no more love
I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up
Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust
So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up
See I'm promotin' violence
Spin your block, it sound like music to me, it's some violins
Say when I spin, no hidin'
You get killed for bein' tied in
Ho, we spin your shit when you at the table, n***a, dinin'

[Outro: Lil Kee]
Man, this shit so filled with fake, it ain't no more love
I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up
Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust
So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up
See I'm promotin' violence
Spin your block, it sound like music to me, it's some violins
Say when I spin, no hidin'
You get killed for bein' tied in
Ho, we spin your shit when you at the table, n***a, dinin'
Man, this shit so filled with fake, it ain't no more love
I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up
Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust
So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up