when I'm tied to you Cause you know it's true The killer in me is you, ya you The killer is you, the killer is you The killer, the killer is Ya ya
Trumpets please I wanna welcome everybody to Killa season Dip, dip, dip Come and fuck with the set Dip, dip, dip Come and fuck with the set They tried
Where the fuck are my car keys? They were right here in my hand. I had them just a second ago Did I leave them in the kitchen? Or underneath the cushins
won't ever take me alive 'Cause they all drive killer cars They all drive killer cars They all drive killer cars Killer cars, cars Killer cars, cars Killer cars, cars Killer
-Di Cause the boys had to pin the shit on somebody And me and my crew we were known to get ill We carried heat for protection but not to kill We bust
you at But all I'm tryin' to say is you should know me like that I'm just sayin' (It's the R&B Killer) I'm just sayin' (You should know me like that) It's the R&B Killer
beater man, Bulldozer against the grain, I always been the rebel dawg, Kickin' ass and takin names, on a whole 'nother level dawg, Grown since a teenager, mobile
I've got a flaming road to karma and a mobile phone Was raised by the radio in a broken home I've got a broken smile an arrogant line I'm really no one
but I ain't trippin Watch my back and don't start slippin Money won't talk, but it looks right back Everytime I dip into my stack I'm buyin cars, jewelries, and mobile
So lets start riding till this mother fucker ends And hit the main strip, where the hoes be hanging Spitting some game and trying to throw that thang On any young nigger with some ends A mobile
Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* Well it's the one of the mill nigga the Vill niggaz, that spill niggaz guts to the fullest fill niggaz up wit bullets kill niggaz
's in my spot (spot) Not movin, just got me no dough It's like my money was slow mo' I bought a car and got Mobile My city's up on my shoulders I'm takin
time, big time, big time, big time Pimpin' is ugly out here, it's gross Best friend will try to sneak if you let him get too close The body will fall if you kill
not what you think I'm think to myself why is mine not as big So I think dirty thoughts so I can get it bigger Beyonce, look at me now I'm a killer I
the name of Skepta he's on a warpath and he said if anybody touches the crown he's gonna tear them apart and a grime MC was telling me I kill them and
of bein' poor and even worse I'm black My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro Pull the trigger, kill
get it wet Ooh, girl your breath is harsh, cover your mouth up like you got SARS Off them tracks yeah I bought them cars still kill a nigga on 16 bars
