Killa Killa
(专辑: 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