KILLA KILLA lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah!
How the hell you gon' call me up, and not expect me to hit him
Not expect to get him
I make b*tch n*ggas quiver, I’m a certified killer
I'm getting bigger and bigger, told her f*ck on my finger
I would never love on you, no matter what you do

[Verse]
f*ck!
Come and get lil' shortie, ’cause the pus*y taste like river water
Told this mans come get his daughter
I gotta get my sh*t straight before I put my di*k on her (aye!)
This ain't a pistol, automatic
If he talking money, then I'm at it

[Chorus]
Yeah!
How the hell you gon' call me up, and not expect me to hit him
Not expect to get him
I make b*tch n*ggas quiver, I'm a certified killer
I'm getting bigger and bigger, told her f*ck on my finger
I would never love on you, no matter what you do