SERIAL KILLA ft. TraeThaKilla Lyrics

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherf- I'm a motherf- I'm a motherf- I'm a motherf-

It's the killa in this bitch

Red circle I don't flinch

Knife to my throat 9 inch

Motor revving bye bitch

Pull the glock up wit the switch

Victim screaming like a witch

In my city you get lynched

Hockey mask propane flask pyrotechnics smoking gas

Does it hurt? I didn't ask

Making death look so poetic

Psychopathic schizophrenic never begging that's pathetic

Gunshots in the woods they banging

Big ass knife few chains im slanging

Gallery of bodies hanging

38 revolver that's a wrap for you and John Lennon

God ain't gonna save you and the gang you reppin

In the blood and mud im Stepping

Fear and pain wherever my foot setting

One click not letting

Two shots I'm so threatening

Y'all be scared I'm betting

Selling all these sinners souls

When the casket falls that's when I count the bullet holes

Killing enemies and foes

Death ain't had an all time low

Ever since when I was born

My shotty leave yo body torn

Play with me like playing blood borne

Only thing I'm missing is some motherfucking devil horns

Killa bitch

That kills shit

I been painted as the worst by the same motherfuckers who are even worse

I mean the shit I say it's coarse

I don't take back I say shit with force

My music giving seizures yall should be communicating it in Morse

Pocket fulla souls

Momma said don't fear ghosts fear men

Guess I know Where it Stem from

Manslaughter was the case

To the hell's gates it's a race

Fore I run I'm tying up my lace

And a noose just in case I fail

Selling body parts through mail

I'm a playa hater but I don't play

On my bullshit everyday

Need a hit? Holla at me 1-800 triple three 17 a double two

Teased my date in there nobody knew

Obligatory motherfuck your crew

Unstoppable I'm coming through

Killed so many list looks like it's bonnaroo

Trill motherfucker better answer when I ask for loot

Wear a flesh made suit to the met gala tell em god made it

Down at my city be the most hated

Pologize for death think my sorry is belated

Every fucking song I make is X rated

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe get ready

I'm a I'm a I'm a I'm a I'm a motherfucking serial killa hoe