sick - killjae lyrics
[chorus]
back of the black trackhawk tryna bend
back in va, post on west end
crack the ho one time, need her best friend
count, dead [?] my best friend
i’m in love with a micro drac’, no gen
when i said that i sip drank, b*tch, no gen
i done made [?] shut the f*ck up, you not him
boy, i’m ready go plain jane, b*tch, ben 10
we got big ass guns, we got big ass clips
bro, throw away them cameras, come on, he tryn’ clip
i got dogsh*t, dogsh*t, feel like a pit
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
roadrunnеr
[verse 1]
do a ho bad, now she going for my brother
everybody got him a glock, won’t up it
why you drop thе 5 so much? cause i love it
i’m with los, say, “i’m too throwed off,” need cut it
i’m in new york, back to the set, i be running
it’s some [?] be chasing that sh*t, they don’t want it
boy i’m k!lljaek, babyk!ll, i be stunting
i ain’t speak on my bro, i don’t know why, but i love him
[?], a tech like its summer
bro drop a band on a brand new cutta
these [?] tell me i’m the real roadrunner
too bmm, boy, i’m too blood money
these [?] wan’ be k!lljae, they gon’ study
i just f*ck on a ho [?]
nino do something to my sprite, now it’s muddy
in the back of the party, nod off like a junkie
[verse 2]
i got kicked out of school, i’m a flunky
b*tch throwed off, tryna give me that monkey
done with the vetements, sh*t too ugly
he hit the red dot, sh*t get ugly
bro got the red dot, so why you running?
i had lie to this b*tch, she ask me if i’m coming
these [?] be crying, they andre drummond
[chorus]
back of the black trackhawk tryna bend
back in va, post on west end
crack the ho one time, need her best friend
count, dead [?] my best friend
i’m in love with a micro drac’, no gen
when i said that i sip drank, b*tch, no gen
i done made [?] shut the f*ck up, you not him
boy, i’m ready go plain jane, b*tch, ben 10
we got big ass guns, we got big ass clips
bro, throw away them cameras, come on, he tryn’ clip
i got dogsh*t, dogsh*t, feel like a pit
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
had to tell them, “don’t touch this sh*t,” like i’m sick
roadrunner
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