Goodnight

[Intro]
*Cough*

[Verse 1]
Killer Kells!
Hold up, lemme get my 2's in (Woo)
The game open they doors for me
Man, tell me, who let you in? (Who?)
In a crack between the walls so small
You couldn't even fit your boots in (Damn!)
Dump heat whenever I speak
MC's six feet deep underneath all them tulips (Bah)
He shootin', shootin', MGK, man, he
Flow sick enough I just (Right), epidemic in the street (Damn)
Suck on my dick and you will (Right)
Smoke a little weed, I get (Yeah) higher than a motherfucker
'Til somebody holler my name in the street out like
Meet him, greet him, get his girl leaving
Guts, I beat them, baby, I keep them (Yeah)
[?]
I'm in England spending Euros, [?]
So instead of white, I'm European
Rap like crack, now you're OD'ing (Uh-huh)
Come up with any drama than my family ties
Then fold you like an accordion
And according to the crack in the sidewalk
All you lates bitches (Bitch)
Now my door's [?]
I'll rip you off your fucking hinges (Nah)
Quit pretending, pretentious, two bitches come get at me (Come on)
Red dots all over your face like acne (Yeah)
Click, click (Hey)

[Chorus]
No need to buck shots, this a warning (Yeah)
I told all my dogs, "Stop, this my own shit"
Cut all that tough talk, or you will get mourning (What?)
Knuckles to the mugshot (Okay), happy Halloween, good morning
No need to buck shots (Nope), this a warning (Yeah)
I told all my dogs, "Stop, this my own shit" (Right)
Cut all that tough talk (Kells), or you will get more than (What?)
Knuckles to the mugshot (Yeah), homie, good—

[Verse 2]
Man, I could [*Coughs*] on this track and I bless it (Right)
Spit them AR clips out my mouth
I don't [?] because [?] (Nope)
Now I'm gonna [?] months with a comeback 4-5 bit like Jordan (Woo)
I make more money than your parents' salary combined
Plus yours recorded (Correct)
So please tell your girl to remove her jaws from the E-N-D of my dick
Aw, what you eating?
You've always dining on the clint, so
Bye, bye, bitch! (Bitch)
Do not touch Killer Kid, I'm flammable (Bah)
[?] like my flow's tangible
And I'll eat your ass like Hannibal (Ah)
I'm a motherfucking animal (Ah)
Give me, like, one chance to prove to you [?]
Swoop through your motherfucking hood
[?] like a can of Campbell's soup (Yah)
So you better thank [?] for letting me battle you (Thanks!)
'Cause I made your whole crew look like pussies
Turn around, I made a fucking ass of you (Ah)
So now my shit all in your face
I earraped you on this track, let's hope I don't catch a case (Fuck)
No homo, but this faggot better recognize his place (Yeah)
Or a duck duct tape [?] straight to the—

[Chorus]
No need to buck shots, this a warning (Yeah)
I told all my dogs, "Stop, this my own shit"
Cut all that tough talk, or you will get mourning (What?)
Knuckles to the mugshot (Okay), happy Halloween, good morning
No need to buck shots (Nope), this a warning (Yeah)
I told all my dogs, "Stop, this my own shit" (Right)
Cut all that tough talk (Kells), or you will get more than (What?)
Knuckles to the mugshot (Yeah), homie, good— (Hey, hey, hey)

[Outro]
Hey, this MGK in the cup of verse wit' your boy
Holla my manager Donte Airbrush
A.K.A Sly
Cellphone number: 216-255-13-36
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