iLL Chris – Kill Shit (feat. Ski Mask The Slump God & Robb Banks)

iLL Chris – Kill Shit (feat. Ski Mask The Slump God & Robb Banks)

[Intro: iLL Chris]
Ayy, 808 Mafia
Illy, illy, huh

[Chorus: iLL Chris]
Goin’ ape shit, purple grape shit
Always stay lit, I’ma kill shit
Boy, I’ma kill shit
Blood on my camo, red on my camo
Yellow my camo
Blood on my camo, red on my camo
It’s all in my camo

[Verse 1: iLL Chris]
Runnin’ with apes, stuntin’ with apes, we gunnin’ with apes
We stuntin’ n’ bank, stay out of my lane, we up in the gang
Brand new shit, I’m up with the game, just doin’ my thing
You know I’ma flex, what’s up wit’ yo bitch? She punk on my dick
Lemme take a break, lemme snap a bit
Know I’m like a boss to this fashion shit
Know I’m like a god to this fashion shit
Know I’m like a beast to this rappin’ shit
Know I got swag in the house for real
Really wanna know I’m from the south for real
Grew up on the east side, beast side, LV
Snap you mothafuckas right out ya field

[Chorus: iLL Chris & Ski Mask The Slump God]
Goin’ ape shit, purple grape shit
Always stay lit, I’ma kill shit
Boy, I’ma kill shit
Blood on my camo, red on my camo
Yellow my camo
Blood on my camo, red on my camo
It’s all in my camo

[Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Gym socks in my Sprite, bitch I’m sippin’ dirty
Bathin’ Ape was on me while yo nigga lookin’ dirty
Think I saw a pussycat but Ski is not no birdie
Yo bitch gon’ squat on my dick but a real nigga call it curtsy
I took a deuce, up on the track
[?] same color, as [?]
I put my top, right in the trash
Felt like a fanny, smell like an ass
Look at yo’ money, all green like grass
Look at my money, all blue like rack
I put a dot, red on that back
Look at that back, I need it back
Goyard ‘Preme on my back
[?] like back, bitch
Poppin’ at a nigga like Tec
Know I want them Ed, Edd n Eddy durags, bitch
If your bitch lookin’ up at me, means she think I’m kinda sexy
Blowin’ up my phone like sex, bitch
Pull up on a bitch like sex, if
Hol’ up, money in the bag, bitch

[Bridge: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Bathin’ Ape on my body
So a nigga gotta shout-out Harambe, shout him out
Bathin’ Ape on my body
So a nigga gotta shout-out Harambe, I’m like
Bathin’ Ape, mm
On my, mm
Body, body
Harambe, Harambe
Bathin’ Ape, on my
On my, body
Harambe, camo

[Verse 3: Robb Bank$]
I just fucked 43 fast
While she cut it down with the Ac
I just took your bitch [?]
[?] called it [?]
Sucked my dick, looked up, seen a demon
She better pray I don’t hit it from the back
She started out raw, I hear she said pause
I sent her back she gave you clap
Fuck nigga know he a crook
Lil’ bitch know she a gnat
Talk to me if you gettin’ Ac
Don’t talk to me if you ain’t strapped
Walk around town with a mat
Broward County put it on the map
Fuck yo main bitch from the back
Slap her on the booty better [?]
[?] I’m a beast, fuck on the sheets
She sat on my dick, I’m in their deep
I pull up with fleet, you know I’m on fleek
She [?], put belly [?]

[Chorus: iLL Chris]
Goin’ ape shit, purple grape shit
Always stay lit, I’ma kill shit
Boy, I’ma kill shit
Blood on my camo, red on my camo
Yellow my camo
Blood on my camo, red on my camo
It’s all in my camo

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