Kil Tec Lyrics

Five hard years still rappin' Five hard still find a way trappin

Lame n***a ride away lacking' How the fuck you get caught, how you let that

Happen

You a snitch, uh, yeah, I know that, buddy You know you a lame n***a, start actin' like

you know ittt And I ridin in this foreign, but it's stolen

And I'm gettin' green, not fuckin' guacamole You don't get no bread, boy, you broke, this

Ain't Monopoly

Goin' to the top, way too fast, nobody stoppin' me

introverted kid can't conversate , I do that awkwardly

I just need a bad bitch to come and put a top on me

I ball out, ball out, ball out, pick a pole Game banger a lame n***a, or lane switcher

pick or roll And I pop out with a chop to let you know

That I ain't gon' fall, nah, I never go

I think I do too much, but I don't lose too much, nah

And my music tough, money blue, my pockets stuffed, yeah

And my money up, money up, yeah, money, money up, yeah

I go, what the fuck,

you can't keep it tucked, nah

Bitch, you don't put luck, nah, , I be with my dawg

we go, what the fuck

N***a, I'm not lame, how bout you

Bitch, I bang at a coupe, he was talking all that shit

Now he with the ducks

Five hard years still rappin' Five hard still find a way trappin

Lame n***a ride away lacking' How the fuck you get caught, how you let that

Happen

You a snitch, uh, yeah, I know that, buddy You know you a lame n***a, start actin' like

You know ittt And I ridin in this foreign, but it's stolen

And I'm gettin' green, not fuckin' guacamole You don't get no bread, boy, you broke, this

Ain't Monopoly