Lyrics Kill Tek Piece - Warhol.SS , Lil Mosey

Kill Tek Piece, three feet tall
Running these streets, we didn't even crawl
Choppa goin' in, hit it for ya
Raise on the East, no friends, yeah
Hunnid round drum, gonna run out o' ammo
Knife on the gun when you ride, nigga bando
Two .23 with the sprite like Rambo
Told it through the grave
Beat a nigga with a hambone
Redbone bitch Imma get it in backbone
Big bag on me
I don't pay tax on 'em
Baggin' up O.G. right about a flash-up
Glock no safety, nigga whatcha mac on
These niggas buyin' my swag like soulja
Nigga been poppin' those xans on be low
Geeked up rockin' my shades like poker
Poured up sippin' on 'Ac no keystone

Yeah, diamonds on me
I got a Wok and I got a tree
Niggas be hatin', they envying me
I keep the bands on me, oh (bands)
Yeah, Patek (Patek)
That shit put ice on my neck (on my neck)
Just went and fucked and I left
That lil bitch I slept, uh (bitch)
Niggas be cappin', they lying (lying)
Big backwood, I'm flyin' (I'm flying)
Kill Tek Piece, you dyin' (Brr)
Think it's Bandkids time
Ooh, shootin' at you (Slide through), that

Kill Tek Piece, three feet tall
Running these streets, we didn't even crawl
Choppa goin' in, hit it for ya
Raise on the East, no friends, yeah
Hunnid round drum, gonna run out o' ammo
Knife on the gun when you ride, nigga bando
Two .23 with the sprite like Rambo
Told it through the grave
Beat a nigga with a hambone
Redbone bitch Imma get it in backbone
Big bag on me
I don't pay tax on 'em
Baggin' up O.G. right about a flash-up
Glock no safety, nigga whatcha mac on
These niggas buyin' my swag like soulja
Nigga been poppin' those xans on be low
Geeked up rockin' my shades like poker
Poured up sippin' on 'Ac no keystone

Steppin' in public that lean in my body
I take your heart to the tropics
Takin' these doses of molly
Bitch I'm the shit like a patio
Brought with a activist
No you can't lean on me
Hop on the flight and I
Switch up the scenery
I know he pussy that boy
Ain't no killin' these
Hoppin' off safety just for the enemies
Niggas be talkin' for internet
No I was never too into that
Aye, Masion Margiela they into that
And L.A. bitch so thick
She fittin' that
She thick, pay for the extras
Put that little ho on a strecher
Choppa gon' get it bustin' like Vectis
Give me some weed, codeine, and extras

Kill Tek Piece, three feet tall
Running these streets, we didn't even crawl
Choppa goin' in, hit it for ya
Raise on the East, no friends, yeah
Hunnid round drum, gonna run out o' ammo
Knife on the gun when you ride, nigga bando
Two .23 with the sprite like Rambo
Told it through the grave
Beat a nigga with a hambone
Redbone bitch Imma get it in backbone
Big bag on me
I don't pay tax on 'em
Baggin' up O.G. right about a flash-up
Glock no safety, nigga whatcha mac on
These niggas buyin' my swag like soulja
Nigga been poppin' those xans on be low
Geeked up rockin' my shades like poker
Poured up sippin' on 'Ac no keystone