Killa

Come on

I'm a stone cold, Killa
If you see me out with somebody new please don't take a picture
I'm a stone cold, Killa
Get ya pockets up boy then them niggas might wanna fuck witcha

Man, get on the beat and I murder that shit
Press play is who they ain't fucking with
Like coi and Nicki we pull up with the blick
I can't fuck with you cause you niggas give me icks

Get up on it and ride slow and do it while I lay back
Cruising to the music like we coming in a maybach
Niggas talking albums but don't know where the date at
Talking bout what you ate I wanna know where the plate at

Put me in a booth and you niggas get killed
You already knew, there was nothing left to spill
Saying what you do but you don't do this for real
Keep sucking his banana make sure you niggas get peeled

I'm a stone cold, Killa
If you see me out with somebody new please don't take a picture
I'm a stone cold, Killa
Get ya pockets up boy then them niggas might wanna fuck witcha

Niggas talking this that
But they calling tryna buy back
But you can't come get yo shit back
Up tryna find a new stack
But I already done took that
Got them looking tryna find it
But can't fucking grind it
Wishing they could take they wish back
Man you niggas can't fucking renig
Can't deny what I done did
Cause the proof right in ya face
And I know you listening
Man I'm always two steps ahead
These birds keep tryna get fed
And that nigga tryna know me but I don't kick it with the feds
Okay I did that,
flow switch and I hit that
See them with it on
Man, tell them niggas give my drip back

I'm a stone cold, Killa
If you see me out with somebody new please don't take a picture
I'm a stone cold, Killa
Get ya pockets up boy then them niggas might wanna fuck witcha



Credits
Writer(s): Lil Zaza
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