which one

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, Look Killa (Rave)
Look Killa (Rave)
Look Killa

I come in when they wakin' up (wakin' up)
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these - say they makin' money
But honestly, they don't make enough (whoa)
They ain't makin' nothin' (whoa), that - keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg

All this - help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off
Honestly, I don't do the lovin'
And I'm stiff on -, but I like you, shawty (yeah, I like you, shawty)
It's a drink party, we don't go to no parties (no parties)
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy
I'm off all these -, I don't go to no clubs
And all these - tryna come through and - me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me (huh)
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me (yeah)

My chain keep swangin', my gang keep gangin'
My - come through like all the time (like all the time)
All I see is dollar signs (dollar signs), my brand-new shades Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
All these clothes, I got VETEMENTS problems
Yes, I'm the - that made "No Stylist" ("No Stylist")
I go shoppin', no personal shopper
Ain't nobody touchin' my swag (uh)

I got way too much -, too much drank
And my bag, don't touch that bag (don't touch that bag)
I get way too fly, I'm jet-lagged, and your - jet lag (she jet lag)
I just keep on goin' back to back with these hits and with this swag (swag)

We just keep on goin' back to back, and honestly I'm tryna bag it (uh)
I keep a FN right on my hip, make a - back up (back up)
I go rockstar, raver, cowboy and I put my - in tobacco (yes)
I use my tennis chain as a lasso
Most of these - just some gnat - (gnat -)
I had to switch up my last - (last -)
I'm not the - from last year (yeah)

I come in when they wakin' up (wakin' up)
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these - say they makin' money (whoa)
But, honestly, they don't make enough (whoa)
They ain't makin' nothin', that - keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg (whoa)

All this - help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off (whoa, whoa)
Honestly, I don't do the love
And I'm stiff on -, but I like you, shawty (yeah, I like you, shawty)
We just drink hard, we don't go to no parties (no parties)
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy
I'm off all these -, I don't go to no clubs (club)
And all these - tryna come through and - me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me

All of this - can get ugly (uh, uh)
I put a mask on, I'm not ugly
I just been countin' up all this money
I just been countin' up all this money
She say I smell good when she hug me (uh)
I think she smell good when she hug me (uh)
Can't let a broke - touch me
Can't let a broke - touch me (yeah)
Can't let a opp nigga touch me (yeah)
My diamonds polished, and yours are rusty (yeah)

My diamonds rainin', I use an umbrella
From out of the doors on the Cullinan (yeah)
Her - rain and I use an umbrella
From out of the doors on the Cullinan (yeah)
Back seat, roll up another one (yeah)
Back seat, I pour up another cup (yeah)
I'm the Look Killa, I came to kill
And honestly, it's gettin' scary, man (Look Killa)

I might be the flyest in America (flyest)
Tell these - try it, I'm darin' them
I'm the best, and it ain't no comparison (yeah)
And she call me one time, I'm there (she call me one time)
And my brother call me up, I'm there (yeah, he call)
I put the platinum all in my hair (yeah)
Rockstar, uh (yeah)

I come in when they wakin' up
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these - say they makin' money (whoa)
But honestly, they don't make enough (whoa)
They ain't makin' nothin', that - keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg (racin', dawg)

All this - help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off
Honestly, I don't do the love
And I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty (uh, uh, uh)
We just drink hard, we don't go to no parties
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy (yeah)
I'm off all these -, I don't go to no clubs
And all these - tryna come through and - me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me (yeah)



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Writer(s): Bobby Sandimanie, Cade Blodgett, Nathan Cabrera, Thomas Ross, Corey Kerr
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