Young Thug - Killed Before lyrics

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Everyone know I've been killed before
I've been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no oh
Drop the top, get a breeze, oh oh oh oh oh
Got four million in jewelry, oh oh oh oh oh
(Whoa) let that money fly to the ceiling
Whoa oh oh oh oh (Whoa oh)
Did you pay someone's tuition? No oh oh oh oh
(Whoa oh)
Do you own a store? No oh oh oh oh (Whoa)

Yeah, fuck all this bullshit (Slatt)
Diamonds for all us kings, yeah (Yah)
Got my money, went Ludacris (Let's go)
Give some racks to a hood bitch (Hoo)
Give some racks to a pulpit (Woo)
Look at the grain, it's wood, bitch
On the floor, it's a wool, bitch
She suck dick like a whole tick (Come on)
Diamonds on me, they cold as shit (Phew)
I thank God that I went legit (And what?)
When we see 'em, you know we blitz
(And what?)
I can bet up, you know I'm rich (Let's go)
Shut the fuck up, nigga, bet up
You say you rich
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
You know you my son, you can't be dad
I bought the boat, the jet-skis
Got an FN and a stick, don't test me
I stacked them hundreds up to God knees
I ain't goin' broke until 2070

Everyone know I've been killed before
I've been bent like a centerfold (Whoa)
I crap with my money, no oh
Drop the top, get a breeze, oh oh oh oh oh
Got four million in jewelry, oh oh oh oh oh
(Whoa) let that money fly to the ceiling
Whoa oh oh oh oh (Whoa oh)
Did you pay someone's tuition? No oh oh oh oh
(Whoa oh)
Do you own a store? No oh oh oh oh (Whoa)

We ain't lettin' these bitches get between us
We ain't lettin' no monkey niggas
Stand that close to us (Close to us)
I ain't got no heart when it
Come down to my bro, yeah
(yeah) she is not my dresser, she
Just iron my clothes, yeah
(Thanks) pulled off in a Tesla, pulled
Back in a Porsche, yeah (Skrrt skrrt)
'Bout this mozzarella, you'll get
Burnt like toast, yeah
I get on that bullshit, you'll get extorted
Yeah (Extorted) six kids with me, didn't
Think 'bout abortions, yeah
Ayy, I took a thottie out of Magic
Took her to the pent, then I woo woo woo, ayy
The private jet came with a stewardess
Like ooh ooh ooh
Ready for war like a machine, ayy
Came from pillies to post schemin'
Now I got fifty hoes on they knees
I put an X in my codeine (Oh oh)
But, I don't put nothing in my weed (Oh oh)
And I took a jet right overseas (Oh oh)
I want some head from overseas (Oh oh)
I caught a case, my jewelry seized (Oh oh)
I started off with fifty keys (Oh oh)
My Bentayga clean like bleach (Oh oh)
On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
On this shit like fleas, ayy

Everyone know I've been killed before
I've been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no oh
Drop the top, get a breeze, oh oh oh oh oh
Got four million in jewelry, oh oh oh oh oh
(Whoa) let that money fly to the ceiling
Whoa oh oh oh oh (Whoa oh)
Did you pay someone's tuition? No oh oh oh oh
Do you own a store? No oh oh oh oh

Ayy, I took a thottie out of Magic
Took her to the pent, then I woo woo woo, ayy
The private jet came with a stewardess
Like ooh ooh ooh