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Killa Killa

 

Killa Killa

(앨범: Dissimulation - 2020)


Batting 'round the trap when I'm in the streets
You don't wanna play, no, no
Got a target on your back standing next to me
Ayy, hell no, you don't know who you're, ah

Backed out with that look in her eye
That'll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)
Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)
Going on my level now (Ah)

'Cause my man's a killa, killa (Ah, ah)
Shoot like a rilla, rilla (Bop-bop)
So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?
Hell no, you don't you know who you're fucking with

Music punching or the internet, I kill all of that
Twenty million when I see the net, I made all of that
Even when I'm ill, I see a vet, I'm an animal
They know I'm eating up the threat like I'm Hannibal (Ayy, ayy)
I got no reason to panic when all the money paid
Tailor-made, wearing Armani now that I'm feeling suede
Money May, now I can choose the weather on any day
Anyway, king of the drama, killing it every day
Ooh, know you hurting 'cause you always throwback
Ooh, rolling through the pieces on a Kodak
Ooh, I'm the catch, saving like a goalie (Ooh)
Wishing, but I know you fucking hate me

Backed out with that look in her eye
That'll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)
Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)
Going on my level now

'Cause my man's a killa, killa
Shoot like a rilla, rilla (Bop-bop)
So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?
Ayy, ayy, hell no, you don't you know who you're—

Nah, you don't know who you're fucking with (Nah)
I know many come and go when I go to this (I know many)
Turn up in killer mode (Ayy)
Legacy fiddling
End another man and then I'm leaving them piddling
I'm a beast when I'm on it
Hotter than your bonnet (Jeez)
I really want it like buffalo needing women (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Shredding it, disrespect, and then I'm deading it (Nah, nah)
Repeating me winning the a figure like I'm Benedict (Damn)
Got the money flowing proper like an ATM (Skrrt)
Gotta see me glowing proper with that alien (Skrrt, skrrt)
Taller than the makkah when I gotta stack it up
Now she sounding like Chewbacca when she back it up (Ah)

Backed out with that look in her eye
That'll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)
Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)
Going on my level now

'Cause my man's a killa, killa
Shoot like a rilla, rilla
So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?
Yeah, yeah
Hell no, you don't you know who you're fucking with (Mmh)

Yeah, uh, uh
No, no

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