Текст песни TIRED - Killeddy

This hoe keeps on playing mind games with me
Im not thinking bout it im going 160 in this g class
And im off a . okay lets see how long this bean lasts
Yea hell say my name but not in person cause id beat his ass
Keep it out ur mouth boy i get money and u need it bad

Shut the fuck up u have no motion ur in the house watching kai cenat
Went flat broke a week ago this week im up like 3 racks
I only fucked her once but she still misses what we had

I had ur bitch like ugh ugh ugh like ken carson
Hit it raw and then we hit the blunt and went to target
And if they search my glove compartment ill get hit with charges

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SMELL IN UR CAR SIR

Brodies in the mob he said hes a family guy fuck seth macfarlane
This may not be what u want but its what u started
I dont give a fuck about that shit u talk ur fuckin harmless
Punched em in his fuckin head like twice and he became retarded

Making plays another thousand on the way
I could give a fuck about the fame
Shell still suck the soul out of me
Two ounces of runtz on the tray
And i might smoke it all today
Hes talking shit wont talk to me
Hell end up face down on the pavement

In every function they know my name and face
Im a walking painting ya bitch cant look away
I just did a line of K driving like they cut the brakes