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KILLY KILLY lyrics by KILLY

Here are the lyrics for KILLY KILLY by KILLY. The song is written by KILLY & Doe Boy, and produced by Boi-1da, SMPLGTWY, PROD ANDRO & AT.

Song Info

[Verse 1: KILLY]


North reppin’, trend settin’
Cash gettin’, bill collectin’
Foreign steppin’, best sellin’
Jet settin’, cap detectin’
All my clients hit me with a
thumbs up when my shit get delivered
All my guys really don’t give no fucks,
they got some screws missin’ (Yeah)

[Interlude: KILLY]
Long time, I don’t have
no nice times (Yeah)
‘Cause only the roots dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, KILLY)
Long time, I don’t have no
nice times (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: KILLY]
Camе up from the bottom, man,
I’m not goin’ back (Nah)
Now I got a lot I gotta watch
on my back (Yeah, yeah)
Ridin’ through thе tunnels,
keep a Glock on my lap (Hmm)
I know that my brother wanna splash,
Rob Van Dam, yeah-yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: KILLY]
KILLY kill-killin’ shit (Yeah),
my killer, he killin’ shit (Yeah)
These diamonds hit different (Grrt),
my bitch drip different (Drip, drip)
Play all the cards I was dealt (What?),
don’t matter who’s dealing in (What?)
Could never come take my clout if
their life depend on it

[Verse 2: KILLY]
Hit me on the low for the hush (Shh)
Hit the other side for the bush (Yeah)
Surgery, flow in the cut (What?)
That’s not your dawg,
he a mutt (Lame)
Wait ’til he cuts talks up (Up)
I can not find one fuck (Where?)
He got caught, move sus’ (Uh-huh)
She wanna fuck, man, once
(Long time, uh-huh)
I don’t show face a lot (A lot)
How much you made?
A lot (A lot)
Nah, I never met Lil Baby (Yeah)
But I got four pockets stuffed (Okay)
When the hate don’t work,
it’s love (Yeah)
See the fake, see the undercove’ (Okay)
Pray that God handle
my friends (Yeah)
Got my enemies on lock
(Yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: KILLY]
Came up from the bottom, man,
I’m not goin’ back (Nah)
Now I got a lot I gotta watch
on my back (Yeah, yeah)
Ridin’ through the tunnels,
keep a Glock on my lap (Hmm)
I know that my brother wanna splash,
Rob Van Dam (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: KILLY]
KILLY kill-killin’ shit (Yeah), my killer,
he killin’ shit (Yeah)
These diamonds hit different (Grrt),
my bitch drip different (Drip, drip)
Play all the cards I was dealt (What?),
don’t matter who’s dealing in (What?)
Could never come take my clout if their
life depend on it (Grrt, oh, really?)

[Verse 3: Doe Boy]
Nigga could never take my clout ’cause
I ain’t never gon’ reach for that
(Fool, yessirski)
I ain’t goin’ out like
none of these rappers, try,
I’ll squeeze for that (Fool, rrah, rrah)
I don’t speak no cap,
this shit facts,
I brought Cleveland back (Yeah)
Heard a pussy ass
nigga just got wacked,
shit, I’ll drink to that (Yeah)
Pour his ass up, fuck ’em (Fuck ’em)
Can’t name a nigga I trust, uh
(Nosirski, no)
Too rich, I don’t scuffle, nigga,
try and tussle, chopstick cut ’em
(Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
Ice on my wrist, that shit hit,
might headbutt ’em (Grrah, damn)
Heard a fuck nigga said somethin’,
then a fuck boy ain’t sayin’ nothin’ (Fool)
Bodies stacked on bodies,
but that ain’t none of y’all business
(That ain’t none of y’all business)
Bitch, I’m big Doe Beezy,
ain’t playin’ with
none of y’all lil’ children
(Fool, none of y’all children)
You know how I’m comin’ in,
ain’t sparin
‘ none of your feelings nigga, fuck ya
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Suck a dick, nigga (Oh, really?)

[Pre-Chorus: KILLY]
Came up from the bottom, man,
I’m not goin’ back (Nah)
Now I got a lot I gotta watch on
my back (Yeah, yeah)
Ridin’ through the tunnels,
keep a Glock on my lap (Hmm)
I know that my brother wanna splash,
Rob Van Dam (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: KILLY]
KILLY kill-killin’ shit (Yeah), my killer,
he killin’ shit (Yeah)
These diamonds hit different (Grrt),
my bitch drip different (Drip, drip)
Play all the cards I was dealt (What?),
don’t matter who’s dealing in (What?)
Could never come take
my clout if their life depend on it

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