- Killuminati (feat. Foreign Teck) 歌詞 YNW Melly
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- Everything Foreign, haha
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Through his body
Through his body, oh, oh, ayy (Blatt)
Ayy (Blatt), ayy (Blatt)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Pull up on the scene)
Ayy, ayy (We slidin')
Bro, you gotta listen to this, for real, ayy
I was down on my ****
Tryna run me up a check
Got the Glock 26
I'm tryna trade it for a Tec
Shawty all on my ****
Said she tryna give me neck
But she ****in' the crew, damn
She wanna have sex
Got a hundred round extension
On that mother****ing thing
If you run up on me wrong
We gotta let the Ruger bang
If you run up the ground
We gotta let the Ruger slay
And you know we tryna get it
Gotta get it out of there
I was down on my ****
Tryna hit another lick
Gave a **** 'bout a opp
We tryna up that other Blick
Tryna air it out if they **** in' with the crew
We ain't worried 'bout ****, 'cause them 7.62's
Tryna rip through his body
Went through his body, pop
I am not ' lluminati, no, 'lluminati wild
Pray to God that I got it, pray to God, wow
Pray to God and I got it, I got a goddess, wow
Okay, ooh, she a goddess
We got racks in them pockets
She gon' **** on the crew
We got double alliance
I'ma go get the money
We ain't **** in' with molly
And my young ***** trippin'
He say he just caught a body
Ride that ****, Maserati
Ride that ****, Kawasaki
If you get it, I'm fly
We do not need a pilot
If you wanna get money
Gotta get the deposit
Gotta run up that check
Even if it come to robbin'
Even if it come to stealin'
Killin' or drug dealin'
We gotta run up the sack
I'm tryna get to a millie
She wanna **** on the crew
She tryna *** * on civilians
I'm tryna get this money
Don't give a **** 'bout these children
We gettin' a hundred racks
Hundred racks on the daily
I 'm tryna get it, no Beyonce and no JAY-Z
But I wanna be in that billionaire side world
And I'ma buy a yellow phone, diamonds and herbs
I was down on my ** **, tryna hit another lick
Gave a **** 'bout a opp, we tryna up that other Blick
Tryna air it out if they ****in' with the crew
We ain 't worried 'bout ****, 'cause them 7.62's
Tryna rip through his body
Went through his body, pop
I am not 'lluminati, no, 'lluminati wild
Pray to God that I got it, pray to God, wow
Pray to God and I got it, I got a goddess, wow
Loaded on that oil, oh
Diamonds yellow, white
And they drippin' like snow (Woah)
I ain't even gotta have no jewelry on to **** 'em (Blatt)
I ain't even gotta have no pistol just to tuck 'em (* ****)
I'ma get this money, I'ma slime a mother****er (Oh)
Don't play 'round with a violent mother****er (Oh)
龍少月姐百年好合！
I'm grimy mother****er, I'm grimy mother****er (Blatt)
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