[Chorus]

My flow for the killers, known as the illest, roll with gorillas

Niggas tryin’a bring bars back with whole lot of fillers

Whole lot of fillers

Toast and a killa, you know how many niggas I killed?

How many niggas I peeled, for the shit that I’ve built

‘Bout to have the city on tilt, city on tilt

[Verse 1 - J.R. Writer]

Welcome to the bar show

Tell me where the bars go

Sellin’ niggas garbo

Tellin’ them it’s narcos

I’m back on every line

Back to back, hard to tell it ain’t no bar code

Find me on the east side

Mami in the G ride

‘Bout to knock her out the knee highs

It ain’t hard to see why

I’m a general where I reside

Nigga, I be going eela

Plottin’ in the he rides

Higher than a bee hive

Tough for you to see God

Got a couple of street ties

Niggas tryin’a book me

They gonna get the peace prize

Really going bye bye

Get them on the drive by

Look him in his eyes and I hit him from the blind side

Should be gettin’ sci fi

I’ma do ‘em dirty, hit ‘em with the tie-dye

You mad, it’s sad, I fuck you up bad

I’ll tell your dad and your mother you trash

You and your [?] must be a glad

Runnin’ of gas, I’m sonnin’ your class

I can care less if your son in the class

I’ll have you stressed for a month and a half

I ain’t impressed with your mumblin’ ass

[Chorus]

My flow for the killers, known as the illest, roll with gorillas

Niggas tryin’a bring bars back with whole lot of fillers

Whole lot of fillers

Toast and a killa, you know how many niggas I killed?

How many niggas I peeled, for the shit that I’ve built

‘Bout to have the city on tilt, city on tilt

[Verse 2 - Fred Money]

You know how many niggas I killed and niggas I helped?

All these niggas my sons, I’m yellin’ give me my belt

Niggas feelin’ themselves, so I’m giving out [?]

I’m the one in the trenches, gun by the benches

Another one by the fences, come to your senses

‘Fore I run in your [?] and put a gun to a [?]

You’re fucking with the killer not a poet nigga

Jacks to a villa did you know this nigga?

Flowerbomb blunts in the Lotus nigga

Word to L.E.P. you are bogus nigga

Let them act loco I’ma throw slugs

That’ll break something [?] bone thugs

‘Till the cross roads I’m bye bye

On and off hoes like Wi Fi

Since birth I’ve been fly guy

Airborne like sky dive

Air zone and that V long

Hands on like a high five

Flow like a dilla, blow like a killa

Cold with the pen so I roll with chinchilla

Ain’t nothin’ reggie but I’m holdin’ a Miller

[?] let me nigga

[Chorus]

My flow for the killers, known as the illest, roll with gorillas

Niggas tryin’a bring bars back with whole lot of fillers

Whole lot of fillers

Toast and ‘chilla, you know how many niggas I killed?

How many niggas I peeled, for the shit that I’ve built

‘Bout to have the city on tilt, city on tilt