Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song KILLA, artist - Juicy J. Date of issue: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
KILLA |
| What Juicy say? |
| He be like, «Shut the fuck up» |
| Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killa |
| Posted with the gang, yeah, I’m posted with them killers |
| She tried to steal from me, hope she know that I’m a killer |
| Three-five in this Backwood, take this L, this shit gon' kill you |
| Boy, you ain’t no killer, nah, you ain’t no killer |
| Hope that the price goin' up on that gorilla |
| I know real gorillas, drug dealers, and them killers |
| Please don’t hit my line unless you callin' for that killer |
| Where I’m from, we some killers, whole gang full of killers |
| Get your shine on, get your shine on |
| Get your shine on, shine (Ayy) |
| Get your shine on, get your shine on |
| Get your shine on, shine (Man, fuck these niggas, uh) |
| lunch and dinner, no beginner, I’m a killer (Killer) |
| These killers out here starvin', run up, take a nigga dinner (Take it) |
| Don’t become a target out here flodgin' 'round them killers |
| Nigga’s just lost his life like that and they still ain’t found the killer |
| (Damn) |
| Young nigga started off hoopin' and grew up to be a killer (Mmm) |
| I was out here servin', I was livin' off that killer (Migo) |
| Move work like caterpillars (Pillars), bust slow like caterpillars (Pillars) |
| He real, I gotta feel him (Feel him), he stone, I gotta kill him (Kill him) |
| Momma should’ve told you not to fuck around with them killers (Mhm) |
| Hoppin' up out the Range, pink ice, lookin' like killer (Killer) |
| Full of ice, fill it up with some killer (They killer) |
| They playin' with your life, you know damn well you ain’t no killer (Uh-uh) |
| We monsters just like Thriller (Thriller), we hangin' out the window (Window) |
| I’m dangerous with a pistol (Pistol), be thankful if I miss you (Pow) |
| We bangin', what’s the issue? |
| (Issue) This stainless shit gon' hit you (Hit you) |
| The casket is gon' fit you (Fit you), you still wanna be a killer? |
| Posted with the gang, yeah, I’m posted with them killers (Killers) |
| She tried to steal from me, hope she know that I’m a killer |
| Three-five in this Backwood, take this L, this shit gon' kill you |
| Boy, you ain’t no killer (Nah), nah, you ain’t no killer (Hey) |
| Hope that the price goin' up on that gorilla (Goin' up) |
| I know real gorillas, drug dealers, and them killers |
| Please don’t hit my line unless you callin' for that killer |
| Where I’m from, we some killers (Yeah), whole gang full of killers |
| Get your shine on, get your shine on |
| Get your shine on, shine (Shine) |
| Get your shine on, get your shine on |
| Get your shine on, shine (Look) |
| I got you lined about that bitch, now we slidin' with them sticks |
| We gon' fire (Brr), we ain’t got miss, until you die we ain’t gon quit |
| Catch me ridin' with my guy that up his fire and he gon' hit |
| Pour that fire up in my styrofoam, I’m higher than a bitch (Ah) |
| Bitch, you know I’m gon' get mines, I’m gon keep grindin' when I’m rich |
| Had to run it up and buy me a few bricks (Huh?), I rock designer to my kicks |
| Where your pistol, nigga? |
| Mines is on my hip |
| I’m the Machine, see all the pressure I’m applyin' in this bitch, rah (Boom, |
| boom, boom, boom) |
| Look, I know the move is in the dealers |
| I know goons and I know killers, I know you is not no killer |
| That’s your bitch? |
| You should get her, she keep choosin', I’m gon hit her |
| She keep lookin' at my jewels, she know I’m richer |
| While your dudes is postin' pictures I be |
| Posted with the gang, yeah, I’m posted with them killers (Yeah) |