When Killas Die
[Intro]
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
[Verse 1]
That's just the devil at the door, fuck it, let him in
Said I was done, but I'm back takin' them Perc 10s
I love my n***as, we took L's, we just tryna win
I know some n***as who took bills when we was still kids
I ain't talkin' 'bout no rap check
My n***as sweats doin' twelve, man, he ain't back yet?
Real player, these hoes love me before we had sex
Ayy, probably kill you if you ain't gang, I put that on the set
I don't be playin' with these n***as
Probably deletе my page 'til I make a half a milli'
I'd probably nevеr sign a deal, still ridin' Bentley
And I'll kill you for my money, so don't waste no time with me
Rollin' weed until I pass out
Trappin' hard until my mama got a glass house (Yeah)
Pockets bulgin', they like Kash Doll with the ass out
Let me find out they playin' with that money, I'm really mad now, yeah
Rap n***as act like they scared of the game
If you ain't got a song with me, shit, I'd probably take your chain
Fuck the city, I'd probably leave this bitch like DeJ
I like ridin' with that Draco, but the ten milli' my fav
I like hangin' with my n***as (With my n***as)
New n***as, bring around ho n***as, I'd probably kill 'em
Ayy, rob n***as, shot n***as, I really did it
If you ain't call in when my brother died, you ain't my n***a
I ain't friendly, I be like, "Hold up"
You ain't never been to your hood, why you actin' like you know us?
They ain't even know I was comin', I just showed up
I'm rich now, my granny said I finally growed up
Man, I be way 'cross the world with my gun on me
I'm rich now, I probably never got no ones on me
I did my last bitch so bold, I had fun on her
[Chorus]
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
[Verse 2]
Real killer, my n***a went out with his gun on him
Tried to get him, he supposed to die with his funds on him
Man, fully Glock, I'm hot as hell, I got the sun on me
You cross me and you gon' die, I'm the boss, not no lil' homie
It's some n***as I can't wait to see
It's some hoes I can't wait to fuck
It's some n***as that I love I'd never trust
It's some hoes gon' tryna fuck that's probably tryna set me up
Man, you could try your luck
Lil' bro the robber, he told me to keep rappin'
I told him to stop robbin', he like, "Put me in the mansion"
We hit the hood and brodie never came back, wasn't no lavin
The black M, we had to put that bitch up and kept a ratchet
I ain't no rap n***a
Go ask the hood, ask the block
I'll leave the booth and fap n***as
Ayy, why you think they call all my n***as dogs? We attack n***as
It's up now, ain't no more chillin' at the trap, n***a
We just ridin', we ain't got nowhere to go
If you don't want to meet that fully, ain't no followin' me home
I just tried to get some weed from my n***a, but he gone
I got ten friends that's dead, you ain't on what I'm on (What I'm on, n***a)
[Chorus]
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him, n***a
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
[Verse 1]
That's just the devil at the door, fuck it, let him in
Said I was done, but I'm back takin' them Perc 10s
I love my n***as, we took L's, we just tryna win
I know some n***as who took bills when we was still kids
I ain't talkin' 'bout no rap check
My n***as sweats doin' twelve, man, he ain't back yet?
Real player, these hoes love me before we had sex
Ayy, probably kill you if you ain't gang, I put that on the set
I don't be playin' with these n***as
Probably deletе my page 'til I make a half a milli'
I'd probably nevеr sign a deal, still ridin' Bentley
And I'll kill you for my money, so don't waste no time with me
Rollin' weed until I pass out
Trappin' hard until my mama got a glass house (Yeah)
Pockets bulgin', they like Kash Doll with the ass out
Let me find out they playin' with that money, I'm really mad now, yeah
Rap n***as act like they scared of the game
If you ain't got a song with me, shit, I'd probably take your chain
Fuck the city, I'd probably leave this bitch like DeJ
I like ridin' with that Draco, but the ten milli' my fav
I like hangin' with my n***as (With my n***as)
New n***as, bring around ho n***as, I'd probably kill 'em
Ayy, rob n***as, shot n***as, I really did it
If you ain't call in when my brother died, you ain't my n***a
I ain't friendly, I be like, "Hold up"
You ain't never been to your hood, why you actin' like you know us?
They ain't even know I was comin', I just showed up
I'm rich now, my granny said I finally growed up
Man, I be way 'cross the world with my gun on me
I'm rich now, I probably never got no ones on me
I did my last bitch so bold, I had fun on her
[Chorus]
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
[Verse 2]
Real killer, my n***a went out with his gun on him
Tried to get him, he supposed to die with his funds on him
Man, fully Glock, I'm hot as hell, I got the sun on me
You cross me and you gon' die, I'm the boss, not no lil' homie
It's some n***as I can't wait to see
It's some hoes I can't wait to fuck
It's some n***as that I love I'd never trust
It's some hoes gon' tryna fuck that's probably tryna set me up
Man, you could try your luck
Lil' bro the robber, he told me to keep rappin'
I told him to stop robbin', he like, "Put me in the mansion"
We hit the hood and brodie never came back, wasn't no lavin
The black M, we had to put that bitch up and kept a ratchet
I ain't no rap n***a
Go ask the hood, ask the block
I'll leave the booth and fap n***as
Ayy, why you think they call all my n***as dogs? We attack n***as
It's up now, ain't no more chillin' at the trap, n***a
We just ridin', we ain't got nowhere to go
If you don't want to meet that fully, ain't no followin' me home
I just tried to get some weed from my n***a, but he gone
I got ten friends that's dead, you ain't on what I'm on (What I'm on, n***a)
[Chorus]
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him
Man, you don't cry when killers die, go get some blood for him, n***a