[Refrain: Popcaan] Killy them ready anytime when the pan belly deh-deh Me a sip some Remy London badness, that a knife in a face and knife in a belly Grimy dawgs, grimy (Woi yoi, come on)
[Chorus: J Hus & Popcaan] I don't have to kill him, let my killy kill him (Kill him) I don't like spittin', I like blood spillin' (Spillin') Insha'Allah we catch a nigga slippin' So crazy, JD, I was sippin' (True) I don't have to kill him, let my killy kill him (Kill him) I don't like spittin', I like blood spillin' (Spillin') Insha'Allah we catch a nigga slippin' (Ye-eah) So crazy, JD, I was sippin' (True)
[Verse 1: J Hus] "Yo, my nigga, how you living?" I'm a man that's on a mission Wallahi, I ain't got no competition Anywhere I see him, I'ma clip him If you ever see them, start rinsing Cock it back 'til you hear it clicking Enter the party, I bring the clique in Had him leaking, I had him dripping Smoke Jamba, I'm never sniffing Pray my nigga don't go back to prison But he's got a hard head, he don't listen Jack The Ripper, man been rippin' Had them man there back flippin' Martial arts the way the mash is kickin' You see how my team's winning? Come like Nas the way it was written
[Chorus: J Hus & Popcaan] I don't have to kill him, let my killy kill him (Kill him) I don't like spitting, I like blood spillin' (Spillin') Insha'Allah we catch a nigga slippin' So crazy, JD, I was sippin' (True) I don't have to kill him, let my killy kill him (Kill him) I don't like spitting, I like blood spillin' (Spillin') Insha'Allah we catch a nigga slippin' (Ye-eah) So crazy, JD, I was sippin' (Woii yoii)
[Verse 2: Popcaan] Fire me gun, head a burst up Hammer a kick, but a no World Cup Claat the four-five, me a no jerk up Pussy don't grin, this a no-no circus Killy them outside, never nervous Skull hotter than a Thermos, woi Rapid the ninety pan, clip curve up like the Nike brand When we shoot, ah no nothing like LeBron Dark and wild like me grow up a Glendevon AK a fire-fire rapid and reel Grip off the 'matic and full you with steel Been rich long before me album deal El Chapo, El Gringo, make the Phantom speed Yeah, me full a OGs Them ready fi go do the dirty work some brehs (Weh)
[Chorus: J Hus & Popcaan] I don't have to kill him, let my killy kill him (Kill him) I don't like spitting, I like blood spillin' (Spillin') Insha'Allah we catch a nigga slippin' (Wah) So crazy, JD, I was sippin' I don't have to kill him, let my killy kill him (Kill him) I don't like spitting, I like blood spillin' (Spillin') Insha'Allah we catch a nigga slippin' So crazy, JD, I was sippin'
[Bridge: J Hus] I don't have to kill him, let my killy kill him (Kill him) I don't like spitting, I like blood spillin' (Spillin') Insha'Allah we catch a nigga slippin' So crazy, JD, I was sippin' Grab a couple spinners, all my nigga's chip in I near bun my nigga, I was fuckin' trippin' Catch an opp with his bitch, he was there kissin' When he dies, I'll be on his grave pissin'
[Refrain: Popcaan] Killy them ready anytime when the pan belly deh-deh Me a sip some Remy London badness, that a knife in a face and knife in a belly Grimy dawgs, grimy Grimy dawgs, grimyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
