Killin It

Ay
Metboi

We gon turn up on they ass
Uheame

We gon turn up

Made
Royalty baby

Yetto

I love my brothers
They went to school
Nd them niggaz graduated
Nd when it came to
That street life
Only a lil bit that they navigated
That's similar to you rap niggaz
But Y'all way too fabricated
If shit really popped off
You be the first one
On that affidavit
I'm killin it I'm killin it
They dont know who they dealing wit
Them Made niggaz
Yea we militant
N We Gon Slide at your Event

I'm Killin it
I'm killin I'm killin im killin it
She gon say that it's Intimate
Make her wanna go get it in it

Hold Up

I'm cruising my city
Whip Lookn so pretty
That shit just part of the norm
And clip not on empty
I hope that you get me
Cuz this not how u get on
Not too many words on the phone
Change service when it roam
Cuz they can watch you from a drone
I told ya lil bitch ass
Let you slip pass
Cuz thats where you wanted to be
Now I'm a get ya shit smashed
Take your lil cash
This what happens when u fuckin wit me
U want my bitch
She gone come wit a fee
Play her role keep him company
Tell his ass come fuck wit me
Then slice him up call it lunch wit me
Oww
She Killin it
She Killin it
Bitch bad
N She feelin lit
She touch her pussy
Let me finger lick
Lookin like she put cream on it
I suck it slow like now she fiendin it
Eva made Love to A demon Bitch

Hold up hold up hold up

Eva made love to a demon Bitch

I'm big Slime so was poppin
No dick ride or no hoppin
Don't switch sides there's no option
Or we gon slide nigga
And what's really gonna
Make it worse
Is that ya baby momma
She gon drive nigga
U scared go to church
Cuz we the ones outside nigga

I'm killin it Im killin it
I'm killin it I'm killin it
They don't know
Who they dealing wit
We Made and we Militant

I'm killin it
I'm killin I'm killin I'm killin it
Who
Y'all
Naw

Ya whole vibe
I ain't feelin it

I'm killin it I'm killin it
I'm killin I'm killin I'm killin it
Foreign rides
Yea I'm wheeling it
And I'm fly
You can't get with it

I'm killin it
(Whoo)
I'm killin it
(Ooohh)

I'm killin it
I'm killin I'm killin I'm killin it
Yetto

I don't deal with goofies
Who think they are invincible
Cuz nigga this ain't no movie
N they kill you over principles
Really in the field
We was surviving off the minimal
Nd while you was chasing deals
We were sharing space with the criminals
Used to be on that yard twisted
Now the car tinted
Pull up bar lift it
Now I pull up in bars lifted
Don't get no thought twisted
You don't wanna spar with
Gods Gifted

Yetto



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Writer(s): Durrell Toppin
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