Killmonger lyrics

by

Lil 2z


[Verse 1: Lil Ronny MothaF]
Word around town that a n*gga gon' rob me
Ooh, yeah, I hope he don't try me
Pistol-pistol like a service dog, I keep that b*tch by me
I play wide receiver, boy, don't make me catch a body
All-all you n*ggas snakes, yeah, I used to watch The Crocodile Hunter
When I see f*ck n*ggas say, "Crikey"
Ooh, yeah, I'm all about the profit
Ooh, yeah, my favorite word deposit
Ooh, white chinchilla in the middle of the summer
I got at ya baby mama and I hit her like a drummer
Like marijuana, it get foggy like a sauna
Smokin' on that presidential, smokin' on that Obama
Now you don't want a n*gga said he was a shooter
When I put him on the court he ain't got no jumper
Ooh, pocket swole and a b*tch know it
Ooh, real n*gga like Killmonger

[Chorus: Lil 2z]
Let the fam know, I ain't goin' out without a fight
If it's wrong, then it's wrong but it feel so right
Like Kendrick say, n*gga, we gon' be alright
Do my b*tch like Beyoncé, we be all night
Okay, okay, I'ma admit it
I'm just in love with these big booty b*tches
Hold on, officer, why is you trippin'?
All of this weed over here is prescripted
Let the fam know, I ain't goin' out without a fight
If it's wrong then it's wrong but it feel so right
Like Kendrick say, n*gga, we gon' be alright
Do my b*tch like Beyoncé, we be all night
Okay, okay, I'ma admit it
I'm just in love with these big booty b*tches
Hold on, officer, why is you trippin'?
All of this weed over here is prescripted
[Verse 2: Lil 2z]
f*ck the internet, I ain't tryna go viral
I got at ya baby mama and I beat it like Michael
Got a b*tch named Harley, ride her like a motorcycle
And her parents real religious so she like to read the Bible
Skip church just to f*ck, she a nasty lil' sl*t
For the longest she been wanting me to put it in her butt
Ayy, damn, lil' mama, that's a bummer
Ayy, I'm 2-H-2 like a hummer
If Ronny put 'em on the court and he ain't got a jumper
I'ma have to take the rock and hit the b*tch at the buzzer
Yellow teeth b*tch, she been wantin' me to f*ck her
Send a popcorn emoji 'cause the sh*t look like butter
Stop comparing me to n*ggas, no, I'm not your lil' brother
And it's only one 2z, there'll never be another
Way before the strikes I been ballin' all my life
I just had to let 'em know I got the sh*t up out the gutter, ayy

[Outro]
Yeah, n*gga
Ayy
Out the gutter
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