Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song i killed kenny, artist - Mr Traumatik. Date of issue: 02.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
i killed kenny |
| It’s Locs |
| Oh so iffy, I’m so trippy |
| Life’s so pretty, what’s this city |
| Don’t be stupid, don’t be silly |
| I killed kenny, I’ll blame billy |
| Oh so iffy, I’m so trippy |
| Life’s so pretty, what’s this city |
| Don’t be stupid, don’t be silly |
| I killed kenny, I’ll blame billy |
| Silly silly |
| Chitty bang bang come with me |
| Smoking a skinny, I’m with thingy |
| Let’s get, don’t do real life |
| It’s not pretty |
| Chitty bang bang come with me |
| Smoking a skinny, I’m with thingy |
| Let’s get, don’t do real life |
| It’s not pretty |
| Chitty bang bang lets go |
| T and Locs |
| Decent food, decent smokes |
| Don’t like none of your recent jokes |
| I don’t do beef and pokes |
| But I will teeth your coat |
| Will clone your bank ID leave you broke |
| Good bloke but I mean I stir |
| Pissed as her |
| She saw me and whispered «Eurgh.» |
| Posh girl rolex in fur |
| Bet you I still get a kiss from her |
| Not a bad boy drop of the bricks and skrr |
| You just sit on the bits and err |
| You know all of the bars from Headie |
| I know all of the hits from blur |
| Grafter earn till dirt |
| Say dear when they thought they won |
| Stay home when I thought they come |
| Still I’ll run (It's Locs) |
| It’s Locs and a man like T |
| My g but it all ain’t done |
| Never weed they thought we spun |
| Trippin OG imma sure make some |
| Don’t be silly, don’t be petty |
| I’ll kill kenny, I’ll blame becky |
| DMT, thats my brekkie |
| Shave my face with a machete (Wow) |
| I’m oh so ready |
| Grab my phone |
| Texting becky |
| Tantric sex |
| Let’s get sweaty |
| Now she’s squirting |
| On the setee (Messy) |
| (Oh) |
| Flow so drippy, Oh so trippy |
| Show no pity |
| She’s so sexy, She’s so pretty |
| She’s so clever, She’s so witty |
| Cardiff city, Dark and gritty |
| Tasty buds, Hard and sticky |
| Don’t be stupid, don’t be silly |
| Let’s go cali, Who’s rolling with me. |
| (Blazin) |
| I got the antidote |
| I smoke weed my antidote |
| I don’t do grams of coke |
| And I don’t drink cans of coke |
| It’s T and a man like Locs |
| Just two handsome blokes |
| We’re blazing packs |
| And lacing tracks |
| And making up random jokes |
| It’s Locs and T |
| Crumpets, toast and tea |
| No chunks of frozen meat |
| I’m smoking blunts of potent weed (Blazin') |
| My flow is grease (grease) |
| I do some shows and leave (I'm gone) |
| I make some dough and P’s |
| I buy some clones and grow some trees |
| It’s Locs and T |
| Crumpets, toast and tea |
| No chunks of frozen meat |
| I’m smoking blunts of potent weed |
| My flow is grease |
| I do some shows and leave |
| I make some dough and P’s |
| I buy some clones and grow some trees |