still tipping baby, yeah [Kyleon:] I'm coming down in my slab, 84's on Perelli's Candy paint buck seats, I call it peanut butter jelly Pouring up the purple
what the fuck going on Purple Punch the mixtape, bring that shit back Storm run it D-1-F Gang mayn, (I want the cake) it's Killa nigga ay [Kyleon:] I
All good things must come to a end, you know what I'm saying That's the word from the lil' bird I heard, ha Killa Gorilla nigga DJ Storm, Purple Punch
You know what I'm saying, this Purple Punch The motherfucking mixtape nigga, you fucking with your boy Killa Gorilla, A.K.A. Killa Kyleon, A.K.A. Run
no G's, you know what I'm saying Killa Kyleon nigga, I am the slab king you dig Finna do my thang like Tip say mayn, run it [Kyleon:] Pull a wide body
[talking:] You know, Jigga Man had forty 4-4's correct Ha, well I decided to do fifty-fifties Pay attention niggaz, run it [Kyleon:] That boy Killa,
wrapped round that guacomole I'm the dope man, nigga you got to know me Cause I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler I'm a hustler, satisfying customers [Kyleon
rumors mayn They say that ain't where I'm from, I'm hearing the rumors But I'ma do this one for Dead End nigga, that's right run it [Kyleon:] I'm from
CTC nigga Cut the motherfucking check, you dig This ain't a freestyle, it's a fee to hear me nigga Yeah, that's right Killa dig the flow bro [Kyleon:]
mayn, what it do I'm pop trunk full of bang mayn, what it do My Cadillac on swangs mayn, that's what it do [Kyleon:] Bullets'll push your T, when Killa
