Killa Em'

New bitch
I'm a different killa

Had to cut the snakes
Only bosses and winners

Real always wins
Ain't no bitch that's realer

Yellow tape the scene
Let me show you who's sicka

Certified winner
You can ask any body

Internet off
These bitches be nobodies

Put em on my shelve
Like my antique dollys

Front page star
Like the daily pollies

Pussy so tight
Break a nigga down right

Only one round
But I made him cum twice

Then he blew a bag, and
Got me new Ice

Dinner and desert
Said he want all night

I like my meal large
You gonna let me be in charge

Make my flower bloom
Like the spring in the March

Legs real thick
They ain't missing no starch

Water for my haters
cause they looking real parched

Bitches be pree my bag
And they hating on my life

Suck a big dick
And come & choke on my knife

Turn the city up
Make the heat have a spike

These birches be broke
And be worried bout they likes

And they up in my business
Tell em go & fly a kite

I ain't into all the talking
We gon get it on site .

Shooters shoot to kill
They ain't even gonna fight

Be your worst nightmare
I'm a be your kryptonite

Drill em
Kill em

Money stack it
Str8 To the ceiling

Why they mad
I get these bitches feelings

You been a L
Bitch you ain't winning

Check the score
Bitches really down

I'll rock ya boat
Baby you gon drown

There's a reason why
Why the bitch not around

Killa tee
I wear the crown
I wear the crown

Tinted foreign
On the windows

Bitche's giving drops
And info
Tsss
Niggas pillow talking
Bingo

Who's dat
Dats Toronto lingo

Killa Tee
Just made a intro

Shinning bitch
Just like disco

Been wifey
Just not a mizzle

These bitches
To artificial

Don't like them
And they don't like me

Charging a bag
Features ain't free

Eating good
And flying overseas

Got my own
I never beg please
Nope
Bitch you cant
Get one up on me

Own my shit
And push my own key

Morning time
I'm drinking my tea

Told you
Bitches can't phase me

Killa



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Writer(s): Marigold Chirisa
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