BeatKing - Killin' It lyrics
[BeatKing - Killin' It lyrics]
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, loook at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Turnt up with bottles and
Models that's word to
Bun B I'm too trill with it
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Your main all on my dick in
VIP and she feelin' it
Look at me, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Hol' up, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it, look at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it we gon' flex forever
Bitch you gon' have to deal with it
Club God got paper and
I'm fucking these bitches
Eventhough I am fat
In the Lex with your lames
With your main givin' brain
I got 12's in the back
Everybody in the club
Anybody that you chillin' with
Tap him on his shoulder and
Say bitch I'm killin' it i got 10 bottles
Look at the sparkles bitch
Don't burn your forehead
You don't wanna fuck, your
Friend she peepin', you salty that's okay
Yella bitch in her feelings
I'm too cool I do not deal with this
Cause, Imma fuck her friend, hit
It from the back
She like nigga you killin' it
I'm a ratchet, I'm and we go up in Metropolis
We go DJ Diamond
These hoes on my dick cause we famous
Nut on your bitch and her
Face when I'm aimin'
She on the molly, she ain't trippin'
She real with it
Imma send Jhene Aiko a DM, when she open it
It's gon' be bitch I'm killin' it
If you gettin' paper salute
Club God a institute
Bad bitch Imma hit it like Babe Ruth
If she pretty I eat it like Babe Ruth
Texas Hammer, we got the juice
My slab it ain't got no
Roof and I'm killin' it
You should kill yourself if you built like
I'm out the H, niggas gon' hate but fuck 'em
I like these hoes, but don't love 'em
I fuck these hoes, but don't cuff 'em
Bitch I get paper it's nothing
5 years strong and I'm still in it
Nillik ti, BeatKing what did that say?
Bitch I'm killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, loook at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Turnt up with bottles and
Models that's word to
Bun B I'm too trill with it
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Your main all on my dick in
VIP and she feelin' it
Look at me, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Hol' up, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it, look at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it we gon' flex forever
Bitch you gon' have to deal with it
It, loook at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Turnt up with bottles and
Models that's word to
Bun B I'm too trill with it
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Your main all on my dick in
VIP and she feelin' it
Look at me, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Hol' up, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it, look at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it we gon' flex forever
Bitch you gon' have to deal with it
Club God got paper and
I'm fucking these bitches
Eventhough I am fat
In the Lex with your lames
With your main givin' brain
I got 12's in the back
Everybody in the club
Anybody that you chillin' with
Tap him on his shoulder and
Say bitch I'm killin' it i got 10 bottles
Look at the sparkles bitch
Don't burn your forehead
You don't wanna fuck, your
Friend she peepin', you salty that's okay
Yella bitch in her feelings
I'm too cool I do not deal with this
Cause, Imma fuck her friend, hit
It from the back
She like nigga you killin' it
I'm a ratchet, I'm and we go up in Metropolis
We go DJ Diamond
These hoes on my dick cause we famous
Nut on your bitch and her
Face when I'm aimin'
She on the molly, she ain't trippin'
She real with it
Imma send Jhene Aiko a DM, when she open it
It's gon' be bitch I'm killin' it
If you gettin' paper salute
Club God a institute
Bad bitch Imma hit it like Babe Ruth
If she pretty I eat it like Babe Ruth
Texas Hammer, we got the juice
My slab it ain't got no
Roof and I'm killin' it
You should kill yourself if you built like
I'm out the H, niggas gon' hate but fuck 'em
I like these hoes, but don't love 'em
I fuck these hoes, but don't cuff 'em
Bitch I get paper it's nothing
5 years strong and I'm still in it
Nillik ti, BeatKing what did that say?
Bitch I'm killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, loook at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Turnt up with bottles and
Models that's word to
Bun B I'm too trill with it
Killin' it, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it
Your main all on my dick in
VIP and she feelin' it
Look at me, killin' it, killin'
It, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Hol' up, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it, look at me, look at me
Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
Killin' it we gon' flex forever
Bitch you gon' have to deal with it