Kill of the Week! Lyrics

We got hella switches

She want me to slide so I put on my fit and I'm rockin' some rick

Why they keep tryna talk on a nigga

These niggas gotta get off my

(Gotta get off my dick)

I roll up myself and I roll up my hoe

She wanna go

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

I feel like I'm runnin a race,

Goin' up, this not a debate

Getting rich is my personal trait

He tryna go come up but I think he late

Gotta get to the money, I'm paving the way, Prada bags with the cash, put the cash in the safe

Gotta make sure my niggas be moving real safe

He think that he better, please stay in your place

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

yeah, yeah, yeah

I want the diamonds on me

I know your shawty a freak

That bitch the kill of the week

I hit that bitch last week

She told me that she was a vegan

But that bitch she was eating my meat

I told her to get out my sheets

I told her you can't be with me, damn

I'm finna sip on some lean , damn

These niggas look up to me, damn

How the fuck you want loving from me, damn That bitch could get nothing from me

I do this shit on my own,

But I have some people they stood by my side, And I'm tryna make it home

So I gotta ride with the Glock on my side

She want me to slide so I put on my fit and I'm rockin' some rick

Why they keep tryna talk on a nigga

These niggas gotta get off my

(Gotta get off my dick)

I roll up myself and I roll up my hoe

She wanna go

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

I feel like I'm runnin a race,

Goin' up, this not a debate

Getting rich is my personal trait

He tryna go come up but I think he late

Gotta get to the money, I'm paving the way, Prada bags with the cash, put the cash in the safe

Gotta make sure my niggas be moving real safe

He think that he better, please stay in your place

Yeah