KILLY - Kennedy Rd. lyrics
Khalil Tatem
[KILLY - Kennedy Rd. lyrics]
I ain't never lovin' bitch, I'm hard luck
I just beat the pussy like a gum ball
I say come and kick it with a rockstar
She said okay, meet you in Toronto
She just love my vibe and my energy
Please don't hit my line
You not friend with me
You ain't on my grind, you an enemy
Just me, myself, and I down on Kennedy Road
Bleacher view, perspective NFL (NFL)
Whip up in them churches, it was hell
(it was hell)
Killy Season, workin' on the glo
(on the glory)
No more moving chickens by this door
(no more, sorry)
I just spent a year up on my ones
Watch me stretch it, flip it for the funds
(take a photo)
Talkin', makin' watts do acrobatics
(acrobatics)
Talkin', make 'em spend it then I stack it
(then I stack it)
Sega Rico, Sega, that's what's up
I be having issues with the trust
She keep saying something 'bout her man
(who?) so I finessed her out her love
Ego getting bigger by the bread
Spending too much time in the ends
I ain't really into making friends
Tell me where they was, they left for dead
I been counting blessings
Shit is feeling like a movie
Every night this paradise, we sippin'
Smoking spooky
She was talkin' 'bout I hit it
Raw up like some sushi
But I can't fuck with her, I got issues
She might fool me
I ain't never lovin' bitch, I'm hard luck
I just beat the pussy like a gum ball
I say come and kick it with a rockstar
She said okay, meet you in Toronto
She just love my vibe and my energy
Please don't hit my line
You not friend with me
You ain't on my grind, you an enemy
Just me, myself, and I down on Kennedy Road
I'ma have the city up in flames
Business what I'm dickin', fuck the games
I was goin' through it in
The belly of the beast
Sippin' fruit, we gettin' loose
Just ego in the green
You ain't really know me
You ain't really know me
I was on my lonely, I just want the trophy
Let her see the vision for the night
Show her how I think she come alive
On the road, sold my dope by myself
'Cause I'ma get it way I want myself
I been sippin' water and eclair
I guess up on the odds, I persevere
Now I'm doin' me and
Everybody fuckin' with me
They can see the fame a mile away
Now they miss me
Everywhere I go they say I'm
Next up in the city
You ain't heard the name, you know it now
Bitch it's Killy
I ain't never lovin' bitch, I'm hard luck
I just beat the pussy like a gum ball
I say come and kick it with a rockstar
She said okay, meet you in Toronto
She just love my vibe and my energy
Please don't hit my line
You not friend with me
You ain't on my grind, you an enemy
Just me, myself, and I down on Kennedy Road
I just beat the pussy like a gum ball
I say come and kick it with a rockstar
She said okay, meet you in Toronto
She just love my vibe and my energy
Please don't hit my line
You not friend with me
You ain't on my grind, you an enemy
Just me, myself, and I down on Kennedy Road
Bleacher view, perspective NFL (NFL)
Whip up in them churches, it was hell
(it was hell)
Killy Season, workin' on the glo
(on the glory)
No more moving chickens by this door
(no more, sorry)
I just spent a year up on my ones
Watch me stretch it, flip it for the funds
(take a photo)
Talkin', makin' watts do acrobatics
(acrobatics)
Talkin', make 'em spend it then I stack it
(then I stack it)
Sega Rico, Sega, that's what's up
I be having issues with the trust
She keep saying something 'bout her man
(who?) so I finessed her out her love
Ego getting bigger by the bread
Spending too much time in the ends
I ain't really into making friends
Tell me where they was, they left for dead
I been counting blessings
Shit is feeling like a movie
Every night this paradise, we sippin'
Smoking spooky
She was talkin' 'bout I hit it
Raw up like some sushi
But I can't fuck with her, I got issues
She might fool me
I ain't never lovin' bitch, I'm hard luck
I just beat the pussy like a gum ball
I say come and kick it with a rockstar
She said okay, meet you in Toronto
She just love my vibe and my energy
Please don't hit my line
You not friend with me
You ain't on my grind, you an enemy
Just me, myself, and I down on Kennedy Road
I'ma have the city up in flames
Business what I'm dickin', fuck the games
I was goin' through it in
The belly of the beast
Sippin' fruit, we gettin' loose
Just ego in the green
You ain't really know me
You ain't really know me
I was on my lonely, I just want the trophy
Let her see the vision for the night
Show her how I think she come alive
On the road, sold my dope by myself
'Cause I'ma get it way I want myself
I been sippin' water and eclair
I guess up on the odds, I persevere
Now I'm doin' me and
Everybody fuckin' with me
They can see the fame a mile away
Now they miss me
Everywhere I go they say I'm
Next up in the city
You ain't heard the name, you know it now
Bitch it's Killy
I ain't never lovin' bitch, I'm hard luck
I just beat the pussy like a gum ball
I say come and kick it with a rockstar
She said okay, meet you in Toronto
She just love my vibe and my energy
Please don't hit my line
You not friend with me
You ain't on my grind, you an enemy
Just me, myself, and I down on Kennedy Road