KILLY and Doe Boy - KILLY KILLY

North reppin', trend settin'
Cash gettin', bill collectin'
Forward 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
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Killy
What?
Yeah

Came up from the bottom, man, I'm not goin' back (nah)
Now I got a lotta, gotta watch on my back (yeah, yeah)
Ridin' through the tunnels, keep a Glock on my lap (grrt)
I know that my brudda wanna splash, Rob Van Dam (yeah, yeah)

Killy Kill killin' shit (yeah), my killy, he killin' shit (yeah)
These diamonds hit different, my bitch drip different (drip, drip)
Play all the cards I was dealt (what?), Don't matter who's dealin' it (what?)
Could never come take my clout, if their life depend on it

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 cut talks up (up)
I can not find one fuck (where?)
He got caught, move sus (uh-huh)
She wanna fuck, met once (uh-huh)
I don't show face a lot (a lot)
How much he made? A lot (a lot)
Nah, I ain't 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)

Came up from the bottom, man, I'm not goin' back (nah)
Now I got a lotta, gotta watch on my back (yeah, yeah)
Ridin' through the tunnels, keep a Glock on my lap (grrt)
I know that my brudda wanna splash, Rob Van Dam (yeah, yeah)

Killy Kill killin' shit (yeah), my killy, he killin' shit (yeah)
These diamonds hit different, my bitch drip different (drip, drip)
Play all the cards I was dealt (what?), Don't matter who's dealin' it (what?)
Could never come take my clout, if their life depend on it (grrt) (oh, really?)

They 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 (no sirski, no)
Too rich, I don't scuffle, nigga try and tussle, chop stick cut 'em, uh (boom, boom, boom)
Ice on my wrist, that shit hit, might head but 'em, uh (damn)
Heard a fuck-nigga said somethin', now that fuck-boy ain't sayin' nothin' (fool)
Bodies stacked on bodies, but that ain't none of y'all business (none of y'all business)
Bitch I'm big Doe Beezy, ain't playin' with nan' one of y'all children (fool)
You know how I'm comin' in
Ain't sparin' none of your feelings nigga, fuck ya (gang, gang, gang)
Suck a dick nigga (oh, really?)

Came up from the bottom, man, I'm not goin' back (nah)
Now I got a lotta, gotta watch on my back (yeah, yeah)
Ridin' through the tunnels, keep a Glock on my lap (grrt)
I know that my brudda wanna splash, Rob Van Dam (yeah, yeah)

Killy Kill killin' shit (yeah), my killy, he killin' shit (yeah)
These diamonds hit different, my bitch drip different (drip, drip)
Play all the cards I was dealt (what?), Don't matter who's dealin' it (what?)
Could never come take my clout, if their life depend on it

Written by:
Khalil Tatem

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