Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song $krillionaire, artist - Kitty. Date of issue: 12.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
$krillionaire |
| I know you have a mix you wanna spin, and |
| I know you wanna prove your dominance, and you want all my klonopin |
| So I’ll trade you for your confidence so I can uncurl from the little ball I’m |
| in I got a problem with incontinence at night so why should I make promises that |
| I’ll remain anonymous? |
| I don’t wanna be a party to your pompousness |
| I wanna plot a diss, I get a lot of shit that I can grin and bear |
| I was undercover for a minute there |
| Why you wanna fuckin undercut me like I’m Skrillex hair? |
| It’s not a date, so you say we split the bill and share |
| I hate everyone that wants to be a millionaire |
| So frickin bad, so frickin bad |
| I wanna be a millionaire, so frickin… |
| I’m not that dumb, I just have dumb luck |
| And I’m just unkempt with my shirt untucked and maybe you’re a pro |
| Maybe you’re the master |
| And everything I do you do it cooler and faster |
| And everything I do, you do it better |
| And crumble up my effort like it’s feta |
| And talk about the devil cuz you’re so black metal |
| You talk about the devil cuz you’re so black metal |
| And when I wet the bed I’ll clean it up |
| I mean it, I can swear it on my freckles |
| I been quiet as a kettle on a cold stove and I been black n’mild |
| Like an old clove |
| And I been acting childish I know, bro |
| I cry all of the time and I’m Eliza in the wild |
| And I babble to the tigers in the forest |
| Black eyeliner so I see with eyes of Horus |
| In Florida, I spit on all the visor wearing tourists |
| I’m bitter cuz I do cool shit and you ignore it I spit on all the visor wearing tourists |
| I’m bitter cuz I do cool shit and you ignore it And why am I your dirty little secret? |
| I’m all american but I’m not a reject |
| Why am I your dirty little secret? |
| Is it because of all the undies that I peed in? |
| I get it, you don’t have to be a braggart |
| Your songs are better, and control of your bladder |
| You tell me, «persevere!» |
| I’ll push you under ladders |
| And see you in seven years, that’s bad, huh? |
| I’ll see you in seven years, sucka please |
| You’re makin fun of all my lyrics and my rubber sheets |
| I hope your toast lands where it’s buttery |
| I hope you stub all of the ruddy toes on your muddy feet |
| I hope you do a lot of coke, end up with bloody teeth |
| I hope that you admit that you’re in love with me I hope you do it publicly |
| But you wanna be a millionaire |
| You wanna fuckin undercut me like I’m Skrillex hair |
| Why you wanna fuckin undercut me like I’m Skrillex hair? |
| You keep me undercover and it isn’t fair |
| Why you wanna fuckin undercut me like I’m Skrillex hair? |
| I’m all american but I’m not a reject |
| Why am I your dirty little secret? |
| Is it because of all the undies that I peed in? |
| And I’m your dirty little secret |
| I’m all american but I’m not a reject |
| Why am I your dirty little secret? |
| Is it because of all the undies that I peed in? |