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Kill Confirmed Video (MV)




Performed By: Phynom
Length: 2:12
Written by: Johnny Jones




Phynom - Kill Confirmed Lyrics




Yeah, I like that right there
I was gon' drop my tape next year, but I might as well drop this first
I know niggas
Run up in your house, snatch your chain like Kill Confirmed
I know I still get under they skin like new tattoos and Lubiderm
Treat this bitch like Uno, reverse to my ex and skip her turn

My top play, he smoke all month, but still pay me mines by the first
Shut up, bitch, this a Louis gun bag, this ain't no f*ckin' purse
Send them blues back, they not the real McCoy, these ain't Perks

Smokin' real cookie, I get chips like Chips Ahoy
Gotta move this work, rent still do the first
They keep askin' the wrong questions in interviews like I ain't payin' in full
Stupid Bitch, ask me about my f*ckin' tape

Ask me how I end up on my dick, still make sum shake
How your ass so soft, bitch? Yeah, I know that shit fake
Man, I got like four more plays to make, come count this money, baby
Man, I had like four more stops to make before they lighted to me
Put my right hand on a bible
I might f*ck around, have to lie today
I might f*ck around, use this fire, I won't go out like that guy

I was gon' drop my tape next year, but I might as well eat this first
I know niggas run up in your house, snatch your chain like Kilker Fern
I know I still get under they skin like new tattoos and Louboutin

Treat this bitch like Uno, reverse to my ex and skip a turn
Bitch, I still need more, so I'll give you less
Give you less of me, give you less of time, give you less of sex

Triple threat, what you came in with
Tell me right now, is that even left
If I put down the bottle, green and purple, tea releave the stress
How you sit back, watch me come up, you can't hit this blunt

You can't hit this cup, now you just sit back, watch me pour up
Pour up for my family, down there in the dirt, think it's time I put myself first
Yeah, I took the harder way, but I made a work

I was gon' drop my tape next year, but I might as well eat this first
I know niggas run up in your house, snatch your chain like Kilker confirmed
I know I still get on they skin like new tattoos and Louboutin
Treat this bitch like Uno, reverse to my ex and skip a turn

Skip you, skip you, skip your bitch ass

No f*ckin purse, skip your stupid ass
Of course, these ain't perks
Chips are always
Like I ain't paying for

Stupid bitch
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Yeah, I like that right there
I was gon' drop my tape next year, but I might as well drop this first
I know niggas
Run up in your house, snatch your chain like Kill Confirmed
I know I still get under they skin like new tattoos and Lubiderm
Treat this bitch like Uno, reverse to my ex and skip her turn

My top play, he smoke all month, but still pay me mines by the first
Shut up, bitch, this a Louis gun bag, this ain't no f*ckin' purse
Send them blues back, they not the real McCoy, these ain't Perks

Smokin' real cookie, I get chips like Chips Ahoy
Gotta move this work, rent still do the first
They keep askin' the wrong questions in interviews like I ain't payin' in full
Stupid Bitch, ask me about my f*ckin' tape

Ask me how I end up on my dick, still make sum shake
How your ass so soft, bitch? Yeah, I know that shit fake
Man, I got like four more plays to make, come count this money, baby
Man, I had like four more stops to make before they lighted to me
Put my right hand on a bible
I might f*ck around, have to lie today
I might f*ck around, use this fire, I won't go out like that guy

I was gon' drop my tape next year, but I might as well eat this first
I know niggas run up in your house, snatch your chain like Kilker Fern
I know I still get under they skin like new tattoos and Louboutin

Treat this bitch like Uno, reverse to my ex and skip a turn
Bitch, I still need more, so I'll give you less
Give you less of me, give you less of time, give you less of sex

Triple threat, what you came in with
Tell me right now, is that even left
If I put down the bottle, green and purple, tea releave the stress
How you sit back, watch me come up, you can't hit this blunt

You can't hit this cup, now you just sit back, watch me pour up
Pour up for my family, down there in the dirt, think it's time I put myself first
Yeah, I took the harder way, but I made a work

I was gon' drop my tape next year, but I might as well eat this first
I know niggas run up in your house, snatch your chain like Kilker confirmed
I know I still get on they skin like new tattoos and Louboutin
Treat this bitch like Uno, reverse to my ex and skip a turn

Skip you, skip you, skip your bitch ass

No f*ckin purse, skip your stupid ass
Of course, these ain't perks
Chips are always
Like I ain't paying for

Stupid bitch
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Writer: Johnny Jones
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