Killer Lyrics

Bad bitches 


Yes, I like those


I pop out 


And turn into a light show


Cock out 


Getting sucked up by a nice hoe


Knock down hoes


Then leave 'em, bitch I'm ice cold



Smoking on some zaza


Call me Zaza Pachulia


I been wit my dawgs 


And some tings, acting unruly yuh


Raking big racks 


So I'm buying the toolie yuh


I rob her heart 


Now I call that girl Julia


Ferris Bueller of the gas 


And ferris wheelin' to the top


Bitch got stomach with her ass 


Now that's a combo I won't cop


These bitches devious, mischevious


To her bullshit she is blind as Stevie is


Cigarretes and roaches 


Where the TV is


You a slut for VV shit 


And now I'm on some ZZ shit


It's just me, myself and I 


And we would never leave the kid


I thought we could be so big


And you thought I was never shit


And for that you jumped dick to dick


My love going lip to lip


Everything is breaking down


Now I relate to all my whips


My bitch sad she need a chain


What nigga put you on to this?



Bad bitches 


Yes, I like those


I pop out 


And turn into a light show


Cock out 


Getting sucked up by a nice hoe

Knock down hoes


Then leave 'em, bitch I'm ice cold



My neck looking like a freezer


My ex, she was just a teaser 


Now I got the best in the whole state


Your girl still in her hoe phase


Bad guy boom call me Frieza 


Wrist so cold like a cooler


I ain't wanna do it to ya

No skip days, no Ferris Bueller


I'm on point like a sharp shooter


No 2K, no playing games 


Ballin' out, I need my rangs


You in the stands, you cheer my name


Talk yo shit for yo 15 min


I don't need fame, Imma always win


Yeah I set the mood, I'm bout my shit

Please check ya vibe at the door bitch



Bad bitches 


Yes, I like those

I pop out 


And turn into a light show


Cock out 


Getting sucked up by a nice hoe


Knock down hoes


Then leave 'em, bitch I'm ice cold