Kill Tek Piece (Explicit)

Kill Tek Piece (Explicit) - Warhol.SS/Lil Mosey

Kill TEC piece three feet tall

Running these streets we ain't even crawl

Choppa goin' in hit it for ya

Raised on the East no front yard

Hunnid round drum won't run out of ammo

Knife on the gun we gon' rob a n***a bando

223 with the sprite like Rambo

Tote it to the grave beat a n***a with a hambone

Redbone b***h I'ma get in her backbone

Big bag on me I don't pay tax on 'em

Baggin' up OG right about a flash-up

Glock no safety n***a what ya MAC on

These n***as bitin' my swag like Soulja

N***a been poppin' them tags on VLONE

Geeked up rockin' my shades like poker

Poured up sippin' on Act' no keystone

Yeah diamonds on me I got a

Wock and I got a tree

N***as be hatin' they envying me

I keep the bands on me oh bands

Yeah Patek Patek that s**t

Put ice on my neck

Just went and f**ked and I left I f**ked her

That lil' b***h I slept uh b***h

N***as be cappin' they lying lying big backwood

I'm flyin' I'm flying

Kill TEC piece you dyin' brr big rock bands this time

Ooh shoot at you Slide through

Dang

Kill TEC piece three feet tall running these streets

We ain't even crawl

Choppa goin' in hit it for ya

Raised on the East no front yard

Hunnid round drum won't run out of ammo knife on the gun

We gon' rob a n***a bando

223 with the sprite like Rambo tote it to the grave

Beat a n***a with a hambone

Redbone b***h I'ma get in her backbone big bag on me

I don't pay tax on 'em

Baggin' up OG right about a flash-up Glock no safety

N***a what ya MAC on

These n***as bitin' my swag like Soulja

N***a been poppin' them tags on VLONE

Geeked up rockin' my shades like poker

Poured up sippin' on Act' no keystone

Steppin' in public that lean in my body

I take your heart to the tropics hey

Takin' these doses of molly hey b***h

I'm the s**t like a potty

Brought with that Actavis no you can't lean on me

Hop on the flight and I switch up the scenery

I know he p***y that boy ain't no killin' these

Chopper off safety just for the enemies

N***as we talkin' for internet no I was never too into that

Ayy Maison Margiela they into that and LA b***h so thick

She fittin' that

Ayy pay for the extras

Put that little ho on a stretcher

Choppa gon' get it bustin' like Vectis give me some w**d

Codeine and extras

Kill TEC piece three feet tall running these streets

We ain't even crawl

Choppa goin' in hit it for ya raised

On the East no front yard

Hunnid round drum won't run out of ammo knife on the gun

We gon' rob a n***a bando

223 with the sprite like Rambo tote it to the grave

Beat a n***a with a hambone

Redbone b***h I'ma get in her backbone big bag on me

I don't pay tax on 'em

Baggin' up OG right about a flash-up

Glock no safety n***a what ya MAC on

These n***as bitin' my swag like Soulja

N***a been poppin' them tags on VLONE

Geeked up rockin' my shades like poker

Poured up sippin' on Act' no keystone