Killa lyrics

by

Jay Park & Hit-Boy


[Intro]
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa, yeah
Hit-Boy on the beat so, b*tch, you gotta go berserk

[Chorus]
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceilin' (Stackin')
I talk my sh*t, f*ck your feelings (f*ck your feelings)
I take my pick then I [?]
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceiling (Stackin')
I talk my sh*t, f*ck your feelings (f*ck your feelings)
I take my pick then I [?]

[Verse 1]
I'm braggadocious, why I'm leavin' all that humble sh*t (Ooh)
I don't feel human I might hop upon the mothership
A couple Insta' baddies with me I can cuddle with
I might have a lil' baby on some Gunna sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't Donald Trump, I ain't gotta pay for it (Nah)
pus*y make me stay for it, extend it, extra day for it
I gotta catch a flight, yeah, they pay for it
I'm makin' my way towards Hov' status, wait for it (It's the Roc)

[Chorus]
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceiling (Stackin')
I talk my sh*t, f*ck your feelings (f*ck your feelings)
I take my pick then I [?]
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceiling (Stackin')
I talk my sh*t, f*ck your feelings (f*ck your feelings)
I take my pick, then I [?]
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I ain't a mathematician, but I add it up
I ain't never ever substractin' nothin'
My girl lookin' so fly au naturale, make you cry like a bag of onion
f*ck them rappers on that ego sh*t, uh
Flex on me you need to eat more kid
Catch the bread and keep your head up
Tighten your belt up like ketosis
The first to do it, a whole gang of sh*t
If you don't know, you 'bout to find out
This is my sh*t you better sign out
I'm above the clouds, you on iCloud
At your neck like python
Let me be like bygones
I'm the best rapper 'bout to change my name to Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, like woo
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