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Raven - Kill Switch Lyrics



Raven - Kill Switch Lyrics




Aye I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit

Aye Im killin shit
Bitch yea I'm killin shit
Pull up in that new coupe yea I'm killin shit
Yea they numb to my shit they not feeling it
Kill em quick die slow bitch I'm killin shit

I Run the beat
I might just f*ck up a beat
We never f*ck with the fake
Watch all my niggas agree

Look they salty as f*ck
Because a nigga too sweet
Niggas dont want any beef
Boy you get stomped in the wheats

And I do that shit for fitness
Can I
Can I
Get a witness
God don't offer me forgiveness
Cuz I stomp Jehovah's witness

And he still mad
I still pray and that's all facts
Do the dash
Run it back to back
I could never crash

Stick with my fam
I don't talk to friends
Run up on me, you be the crip
You're never walking again

Bitch my teeth and chains so yellow
Let me roll this cigerello
Strap so cold like frozen metal
And I always keep that stick
Donetello shit

Yea I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Aye I'm killin shit

Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit

I Run the beat
I might just f*ck up a beat
We never f*ck with the fake
Watch all my niggas agree

Look they salty as f*ck
Because a nigga too sweet
Boy you dont want any beef
Yea you get stomped in the wheats

Od on life how I pop the meds
I don't talk to the ops and I hate the feds
Imma fiend for the cheese why I chase the bread
And I walk with a limp like lost a leg

Don't fear no man got shit to fear
Say my name nigggas know I'm here
Pressure on me keep it Peer to peer
Couldn't write to a beat if it don't catch my ear

I'm a rebel
Yea bitch
I'm a rebel

Doing the dash
My foot on the pedal

Im doing like 90 in my new Camaro

I'm from the hood
You know I get ghetto

Speak on my bills
You know I got several

I finished the game
You started the level

I'm doing the shoot
To kick off the devils nigga

A nigga ain't shit but a lowlife
A bitch ain't shit but some highlights
You sleepin on the facts need shut eye
Sneaky snakes don't get shit but the Side side

I write my life check cold nights
I'm cold so cold from the Cold nights
Man my heart so froze like dry ice
Anybody come too close catch frostbite
On life

Cooking up the meal
Got me stuck in the kitchen
Need some blue cheese nigga on the side of this chicken
Feed my face
Wash my hands
Then I'm cleaning the dishes
I keep my non slips on
You ain't catching me slipping
No slippin

Killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit

I Run the beat
I might just f*ck up a beat
We never f*ck with the fake
Watch all my niggas agree

Look they salty as f*ck
Because a nigga too sweet
Niggas dont want any beef
Boy you get stomped in the wheats
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Aye I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit

Aye Im killin shit
Bitch yea I'm killin shit
Pull up in that new coupe yea I'm killin shit
Yea they numb to my shit they not feeling it
Kill em quick die slow bitch I'm killin shit

I Run the beat
I might just f*ck up a beat
We never f*ck with the fake
Watch all my niggas agree

Look they salty as f*ck
Because a nigga too sweet
Niggas dont want any beef
Boy you get stomped in the wheats

And I do that shit for fitness
Can I
Can I
Get a witness
God don't offer me forgiveness
Cuz I stomp Jehovah's witness

And he still mad
I still pray and that's all facts
Do the dash
Run it back to back
I could never crash

Stick with my fam
I don't talk to friends
Run up on me, you be the crip
You're never walking again

Bitch my teeth and chains so yellow
Let me roll this cigerello
Strap so cold like frozen metal
And I always keep that stick
Donetello shit

Yea I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Aye I'm killin shit

Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit

I Run the beat
I might just f*ck up a beat
We never f*ck with the fake
Watch all my niggas agree

Look they salty as f*ck
Because a nigga too sweet
Boy you dont want any beef
Yea you get stomped in the wheats

Od on life how I pop the meds
I don't talk to the ops and I hate the feds
Imma fiend for the cheese why I chase the bread
And I walk with a limp like lost a leg

Don't fear no man got shit to fear
Say my name nigggas know I'm here
Pressure on me keep it Peer to peer
Couldn't write to a beat if it don't catch my ear

I'm a rebel
Yea bitch
I'm a rebel

Doing the dash
My foot on the pedal

Im doing like 90 in my new Camaro

I'm from the hood
You know I get ghetto

Speak on my bills
You know I got several

I finished the game
You started the level

I'm doing the shoot
To kick off the devils nigga

A nigga ain't shit but a lowlife
A bitch ain't shit but some highlights
You sleepin on the facts need shut eye
Sneaky snakes don't get shit but the Side side

I write my life check cold nights
I'm cold so cold from the Cold nights
Man my heart so froze like dry ice
Anybody come too close catch frostbite
On life

Cooking up the meal
Got me stuck in the kitchen
Need some blue cheese nigga on the side of this chicken
Feed my face
Wash my hands
Then I'm cleaning the dishes
I keep my non slips on
You ain't catching me slipping
No slippin

Killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit
Bitch I'm killin shit
Yea I'm killin shit

I Run the beat
I might just f*ck up a beat
We never f*ck with the fake
Watch all my niggas agree

Look they salty as f*ck
Because a nigga too sweet
Niggas dont want any beef
Boy you get stomped in the wheats
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Writer: Joshua Boyd
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