KILLA KILLA lyrics

by

Sickboyrari


[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Ooh, is that tread music?
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Killa killa
Call me lil' killa killa
Lil' boat, dirt boy, killa killa
Yeah, yeah
Lil boat, dirt boy, killa killa
Iced out rings twerkin' like Shakira
Killa killa

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Lil boat, dirt boy, killa killa (Yeah)
Iced out rings twerkin' like Shakira (Lil Boat)
Million on a Monday, I'm a dream chaser (Lil Boat)
I feel like Meek Mill before he signed a deal
Thirty-K, killa killa, ice ring (Yeah)
Lil boat, dirt boy, killa killa
Iced out rings twerkin' like Shakira
Lil boat, dirt boy, killa killa

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Chick, chick, boom, on that same sh*t
I need India love on my game sh*t
Gang of hot boys, on my Wayne sh*t
Bang with my gang on that same sh*t
Knock a n*gga wrong if he talkin' sh*t
I don't think that n*gga wanna talk sh*t
Iced out lil' boy, killa killa
Lil Boat, bust a n*gga, no fear (No fear)
Diamonds on my neck like a chandelier
Shotties in the party aim 'em at ya dub (Yeah)
n*ggas know lil' boat never gave a f*ck (Yeah)
Thirties if these n*ggas tryna get bucked
[Interlude: Sickboyrari]
Look pig gang, you see me, you see pink Benzes you heard me
Diamonds on my frame mane, money ain't sh*t, you heard me (I'm working on dying)
n*gga, Citgo, wah

[Verse 2: Sickboyrari]
Range Rover, lil' killa
Big fur, lil' chinchilla
Big ice, sh*t, big sticks
sh*t, big lights, I said lil' n*gga quit
Right there with my shooter when the block hot
Cult cookin' hard, no crock pot
sh*t, pink Range Rover, n*gga it got drop top
sh*t, spend a little money, make the b*tch drop
I hit clubs, n*gga with my right hand
sh*t, Barbie Benz jeep when a n*gga land
Think I'm T.I., pop a rubberband
Hit the strip club, do the money dance
In and out the crib, f*ckin' up the club
You know I let 'em all f*ckin' up my dough
Phantom, Peach fur shoppin' wit my hoe
Lil Rari do the dash, I don't drive slow
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