Killed It lyrics

by

J4yDiZz1e


[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]

Watch lil hoe how I do this, Fire with verses I do this

You n*ggas laming I lose it, n*ggas sleeping on me snoozing

Jump outta roofs like I drilled it, Damn you know J4yDiZz1e kills it

Money taller than the ceiling, But we is just starting the illest


[Verse 1: NizzMey]

NizzMey this n*ggas a boss, Spent the money f*ck the cost

Sleeping on me you is lost, Making money with the boss

I make yo hoe drip that water, Pulled up and came on yo daughter

Then I go drink with her brother, And I'm bout to shoot up the father

NizzMey I'm a beast, young n*gga running up cash to the f*cking roof

You telling me that you need proof, n*gga here goes the money poof

If yo dumb ass can not tell, I'm going up give a f*ck what a hater say

Party Party on a Saturday, f*ck up a check on another day


[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]

Watch lil hoe how I do this, Fire with verses I do this

You n*ggas laming I lose it, n*ggas sleeping on me snoozing

Jump outta roofs like I drilled it, Damn you know J4yDiZz1e kills it

Money taller than the ceiling, But we is just starting the illest


[Verse 2: J4yDiZz1e]

J4yDiZz1e is amazing, Young n*gga come with the 40 I'm spraying

Joe Taylor we is here, The come is real and ya'll thought we was playing

I'm clean on every occasion, Lacking my n*gga and pow with the casiun

Spicey hot just like a lightskin, Girl hit my line you my patient

Swishin' swishin' know I got it, Listen listen to the Rari

Vroom vroom on these n*ggas keep the key on me know it's in my pocket

Blast off like a rocket, Pull the trigger then I c*ck it

Yes my n*gga I'm c*cky, White out cause I'm Godly


[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]

Watch lil hoe how I do this, Fire with verses I do this

You n*ggas laming I lose it, n*ggas sleeping on me snoozing

Jump outta roofs like I drilled it, Damn you know J4yDiZz1e kills it

Money taller than the ceiling, But we is just starting the illest


[Verse 3: J4yDiZz1e & NizzMey]

n*ggas thinking that they slick, Joe Taylor cashing ain't hustling them bricks

Buy a fine designer on account it was the sh*t, Young n*gga got gold teeth in this b*tch

And what I wanna be is rich, Stacking up cash sell a shirt to ya b*tch

Sweatshirt make is stick, She in my shirt while she's sucking my di*k

We the only H Crew who can do that sh*t, Roll a nice blunt got them cool smoke tricks

Ya'll really thinking NizzMey playing with this sh*t

Joe Taylor come through and we just hit a lick b*tches

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