Killer
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Woah, woah
Uno, I killed it
Lose countin', I think there's a killer on the loose, mm
Loose screw, I think there's a sniper on the roof, uh
Point that nigga out if he faker than you, bitch
I got big diamonds, they dancin' like hula hoop, um
Look at my wrist and it's bustin'
Look at my wrist and I bust at your cousin
Chopper gon' hit him, I don't miss for nothin'
Ice on my neck and it's chillin' like tundra
I get that bag the very month
I'm with my dog, man that shit be a hunt
Touchin' my shit, man that shit be a punt
I got that chopper like I'm in the front, um
Yeah, I think there's a killer on the loose, uh
She's a bird, give me that long neck just like a goose, uh
Sippin' dirty, I do not ever sip on Goose, yeah
That's the word, I will put your face on a shirt, yeah
Sippin' on liq' till annihilation
Take over the trap and eradicate it
All of these bitches is minute-maided
Take off their chain like emancipation
Bitch I'ma ball like a cancer patient
Don't do the spare with the estimation
Hit it, get far with no destination
Sippin' the Act', bitch I'm dedicated
Uno, I killed it
Yeah
Woah, ayy
Lose countin', I think there's a killer on the loose, mm
Loose screw, I think there's a sniper on the roof, uh
Point that nigga out if he faker than you, bitch
I got big diamonds, they dancin' like hula hoop, um
Look at my wrist and it's bustin'
Look at my wrist and I bust at your cousin
Chopper gon' hit him, I don't miss for nothin'
Ice on my neck and it's chillin' like tundra
I get that bag the very month
I'm with my dog, man that shit be a hunt
Touchin' my shit, man that shit be a punt
I got that chopper like I'm in the front, um
Yeah, I think there's a killer on the roof, um
I just might have to put some bullets in that roof, um, yeah
Dawg been askin', "Why you sleepin' in a suit?", um, yeah
All that ice cube, how you end up in that loot? um, yeah
She poppin', she percin', she datin'
I pop a Addy and sleepin' for days
Baby mama suckin' dick to get paid
Thinkin' she bad but she really basic
Leanin', she suckin' that dick, she embrace it
Fuck these lil' niggas, they havin' no taste
Givin' that salt, boy you better be grateful
'Cause I got a shotty right under the table
Lose countin', I think there's a killer on the loose, mm
Loose screw, I think there's a sniper on the roof, uh
Point that nigga out if he faker than you, bitch
I got big diamonds, they dancin' like hula hoop, um
Look at my wrist and it's bustin'
Look at my wrist and I bust at your cousin
Chopper gon' hit him, I don't miss for nothin'
Ice on my neck and it's chillin' like tundra
I get that bag the very month
I'm with my dog, man that shit be a hunt
Touchin' my shit, man that shit be a punt
I got that chopper like I'm in the front, um