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KILLY

VENDETTA (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

 

VENDETTA (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: KILLSTREAK 2 - 2021)


Yeah
Come on man, you know what the fuck going on man
Killy kill, yeah, yeah

Two-tone cap and dope bandana
Throw it back, I'ma carry, carry banner
I'm primed-up to pay back
I keep a big vendetta
Big bank balance from my teller
Young and dumb, I knew no better
Bro hit a gold rush last winter
Came back and his coat chinchilla

I ain't seen them in so long
They asking what got into me
I gotta keep that shit real close
'Cause I'm close with all my enemies
They try to take my soul
Then come 'round just to drain my energy
Walk in the store, could buy everything
Still can't put a price on loyalty

Rolling, rolling, rolling
Whip it like it's stolen
She wanna star boy
Gave her a solstice
Good or bad? I'm both, bitch
Gave hope to the hopeless
Roll up dope, I'm blowing loud smoke
Telescoping, I'm zoning

Middle finger up to the O, I may not show it
But they know it
We was in the system, stuck till we overloaded
Patrolmen
They sell the product like this shit was chosen
No joke ting
Bro say hop with the bag and then I throw it

JPG, big drip on me
Dead men in my head, slugs all in my sleep
That's nat-nat but you call her 'queen"
Chanel headband on my belly
In these Prada jeans, are you proud of me?
I'm young, getting money, you gotta be
The way I stretch these bands like father please
The way I stretch these bands like father please

I'm on the block like Monopoly
I'm young at heart so can't tell me shit
I ain't had shit but some pocket licks
Came up with a plot, day one, pop big
Came up with a lot in the penthouse crib
I hop in the frog, watch it ribbit
Might drop the top with the topless bitch
Might screech that shit, never seen again

I ain't seen them in so long
They asking what got into me
I gotta keep that shit real close
'Cause I'm close with all my enemies
They try to take my soul
Then come 'round just to drain my energy
Walk in the store, could buy everything
Still can't put a price on loyalty

Rolling, rolling, rolling
Whip it like it's stolen
She wanna star boy
Gave her a solstice
Good or bad? I'm both, bitch
Gave hope to the hopeless
Roll up dope, I'm blowing loud smoke
Telescoping, I'm zoning

done

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