Tony Shhnow - Killamanjaro lyrics
[Tony Shhnow - Killamanjaro lyrics]
Killamanjaro killing spree
Untouchable
A quarter pound and a pint of
Wock is what I eat tonight
She ain't dead but she seen my neck
And started to see the light
Militant move tight, don't bark we bite
Nigga you actin like you don't need yo life
A beast in this shit I don't need no hype
Nigga my cup dirty like I
Forgot to pour Sprite
Nigga I am so up, I might hit you post flight
Keep that heat up by my gut cuz
It's gon be a cold night
I pick like tryna get the code right
My shooter get to clickin like
The stove won't light
I'm beatin on the block cuz
I'm tryna give it life
I'm eatin dirty ass rice
Sippin dirty ass pints
I'm cleanin out the trap in
These dirty ass Nikes
Keep a big booty bitch she
Give me dirty ass mind
Fuck all the mud we had a dirty ass time
I'm tryna reach heights James
Worthy can't climb
You niggas rap career look like a punchline
You say you play with numbers
I just crunch mine
I'm finna call yo hoe over she
Eat me like lunch time
Even grade school I was standing frontline
Of course I stay with the
Heater stay on my beltline
You do by yo people, I know Imma help mine
I'm posted at the like I'm tryna tell time
Incognito on the plug but baby
I don't sell dimes
A quarter pound and a pint of
Wock is what I eat tonight
She ain't dead but she seen my neck
And started to see the light
Militant move tight, don't bark we bite
Nigga you actin like you don't need yo life
Un-friggin-believable sharpshooter
Untouchable
A quarter pound and a pint of
Wock is what I eat tonight
She ain't dead but she seen my neck
And started to see the light
Militant move tight, don't bark we bite
Nigga you actin like you don't need yo life
A beast in this shit I don't need no hype
Nigga my cup dirty like I
Forgot to pour Sprite
Nigga I am so up, I might hit you post flight
Keep that heat up by my gut cuz
It's gon be a cold night
I pick like tryna get the code right
My shooter get to clickin like
The stove won't light
I'm beatin on the block cuz
I'm tryna give it life
I'm eatin dirty ass rice
Sippin dirty ass pints
I'm cleanin out the trap in
These dirty ass Nikes
Keep a big booty bitch she
Give me dirty ass mind
Fuck all the mud we had a dirty ass time
I'm tryna reach heights James
Worthy can't climb
You niggas rap career look like a punchline
You say you play with numbers
I just crunch mine
I'm finna call yo hoe over she
Eat me like lunch time
Even grade school I was standing frontline
Of course I stay with the
Heater stay on my beltline
You do by yo people, I know Imma help mine
I'm posted at the like I'm tryna tell time
Incognito on the plug but baby
I don't sell dimes
A quarter pound and a pint of
Wock is what I eat tonight
She ain't dead but she seen my neck
And started to see the light
Militant move tight, don't bark we bite
Nigga you actin like you don't need yo life
Un-friggin-believable sharpshooter