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Kill Bill Video (MV)




Performed By: Adrian Flunk
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Adrian Covarrubias




Adrian Flunk - Kill Bill Lyrics




If Bobby brown gotta around
Like a hound, I'm feeling
Whitney
Rap around, found my sound
Yeah they f*cking with me
Make a hit
Taking shits
Tell me who you f*cking with
What I gotta do just to prove I got the juice?
Yeah I'm feeling lose I'm bigger than a moose
Shooting silly ducks yeah you know I be the goose
Rapping like me plus I know how to produce
Killing all the game yeah call that shit abuse
When i diss a rapper they calling it a truce
See all these white flags, handing em a nuece
Bitches switch up, so I gotta call em Bruce
Feminine, rappers yeah they got the estrogen
Seeing right thru yo shit, looking like a skeleton
Made me mad, diss a bitch, do it like a gentlemen
Feeling hype, in the night, I got me adrenaline
Making cash, making racks I need me a Benjamin
Do it for the love, I don't do it for the loot
Flunk real hungry so I'm cooking in the stu
Eating all these candy wrappers, gotta sweet tooth
Dont f*ck wit me I am baby Ruth
Meets baby yoda, and baby grute too
Flow so sick that I rap with the flue
Flunk so real that I rap with the crew
And I never did it for a damn thank you

Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision
Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision

Ill break your jaw, speaking Ill about me Rhonda rousy
Why they wanna press me when I know that rap is lousy
If they say my song is shit im standing it by it proudly
Man I know I'm tasty since they always talk about me
Listen real close son I'm boutta teach a lesson
Dont f*ck with me boy I'm not the one for tension
Coulda been a teacher throw ya ass in detention
But I focus on myself, f*ck a first impression
I ain't been sober this long in a minute
I don't know if I'm right or now I'm really tripping
Now I really hear it when my family come in bitching
Man I'm not an addict, but my haters real addicted
F*ck it tho, call this shit survival of the fittest
Rap or die, killing rappers, check em off my hit list
Married, to the game but she know I gotta mistress
Aint no one rap like me plus I know the business
I don't care bitch if you like me or not
I know damn well I'm getting hot
Heating up imma take my shots
See the top, imma take my spot
Rap real quick, so I slow it down
Talking shit, can hear you me now?
Rappers chicken, I eat cow
Why you bitching sit back down

Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision
Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision
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If Bobby brown gotta around
Like a hound, I'm feeling
Whitney
Rap around, found my sound
Yeah they f*cking with me
Make a hit
Taking shits
Tell me who you f*cking with
What I gotta do just to prove I got the juice?
Yeah I'm feeling lose I'm bigger than a moose
Shooting silly ducks yeah you know I be the goose
Rapping like me plus I know how to produce
Killing all the game yeah call that shit abuse
When i diss a rapper they calling it a truce
See all these white flags, handing em a nuece
Bitches switch up, so I gotta call em Bruce
Feminine, rappers yeah they got the estrogen
Seeing right thru yo shit, looking like a skeleton
Made me mad, diss a bitch, do it like a gentlemen
Feeling hype, in the night, I got me adrenaline
Making cash, making racks I need me a Benjamin
Do it for the love, I don't do it for the loot
Flunk real hungry so I'm cooking in the stu
Eating all these candy wrappers, gotta sweet tooth
Dont f*ck wit me I am baby Ruth
Meets baby yoda, and baby grute too
Flow so sick that I rap with the flue
Flunk so real that I rap with the crew
And I never did it for a damn thank you

Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision
Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision

Ill break your jaw, speaking Ill about me Rhonda rousy
Why they wanna press me when I know that rap is lousy
If they say my song is shit im standing it by it proudly
Man I know I'm tasty since they always talk about me
Listen real close son I'm boutta teach a lesson
Dont f*ck with me boy I'm not the one for tension
Coulda been a teacher throw ya ass in detention
But I focus on myself, f*ck a first impression
I ain't been sober this long in a minute
I don't know if I'm right or now I'm really tripping
Now I really hear it when my family come in bitching
Man I'm not an addict, but my haters real addicted
F*ck it tho, call this shit survival of the fittest
Rap or die, killing rappers, check em off my hit list
Married, to the game but she know I gotta mistress
Aint no one rap like me plus I know the business
I don't care bitch if you like me or not
I know damn well I'm getting hot
Heating up imma take my shots
See the top, imma take my spot
Rap real quick, so I slow it down
Talking shit, can hear you me now?
Rappers chicken, I eat cow
Why you bitching sit back down

Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision
Dont test me I'll cheat like Bill
Brady Bunch, I'm on a mission
Like bill clinton, imma kill
Tarantino, gotta vision
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Writer: Adrian Covarrubias
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