Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Killin' Time, artist - Quality Control. Album song Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Killin' Time |
Earl on the beat |
Yup |
Migo Gang, Boat Gang |
Young nigga come out the house with 20 chains, 10 rings |
Yup, gang, gang, gang |
Stupid! |
Uh, uh, uh (Okay) |
Step on the pedal, my dog out the kennel |
Real diamonds cover up all of the metal |
Send out my men, turn your wife to a widow |
Come through yo' window with chops and extendos |
We not friends, gang, kinfolk |
I’m in Virgina, Pharrell, Norfolk |
Run to the bag, your new nigga a slowpoke (Ooh) |
Bro in the car, not for fun but the gun tote (Ayy) |
Lil Yachty fly and so cool that your son wrote |
Beat on your bitch, break her back 'til it’s no more |
Richer than most, take a trip in a G4 (Yeah) |
I’m goin' crazy, Barkley, CeeLo |
I’m in a ocean, rockin', steamboat (Woo) |
Got this lil' bitch, suckin', deepthroat |
Stay with my brothers, Michael, Tito |
Shoutout my slime, what’s up Sito? |
I slap, right? |
(Shuh, shay, shay, shay, shay) |
Okay |
Hey |
Switch out my cars like I switch up my bitches (Switch) |
She pop a bar and she suck out my kids (Ooh) |
I dropped the top off the coupe (Coupe) |
Girls goin' wild 'cause I’m flashin' all titties (Who) |
50 on the pinky, that’s a pretty, pretty penny (Penny) |
Hit 'em with the stick, might get a life sentence (Stick) |
Trappin' out the bando when the windows all tinted (Tinted) |
What you say? |
Hit 'em with the 5 'fore he finish (What you say?) |
Drippin' in diamonds, VVS (Water) |
Smokin' on Cookie from Nexus (Cookie) |
Boogers, they cut through my fleshes (Baguettes) |
We go retarded, dyslexic (Retarded) |
Catch him when he gettin' off the exit (Brr, brr, brr) |
Hit your bitch, ran with her, it’s a pick six (Woo) |
All gang and the gang gon' blitz shit (Gang) |
I got the white and the brown, that’s a mixed bitch (Mixed) |
White grits on the right and the left wrist (White) |
Pop shit, we gon' add you to the hitlist (Brr) |
Choppa get to poppin', spittin' like it got a lisp |
Discontinue all you niggas like the Activis (Hey) |
Running through the money, tryna break the bank |
Right wrist water, and my neck like a fish tank (Fish tank) |
When I’m on the block, big bank take lil' bank (Take lil' bank) |
Sippin' on the drank, double cup, no Kool-Aid |
And we takin' shots at a nigga like 2K (Pew, pew) |
Whippin' straight drop out the pot, no due date |
Lost my top, tryna find it on the freeway (Skrt, skrt) |
Run the money up with my team like a relay |
Jump in the coupe do a drag race (Drag race) |
These niggas keep goin' out the sad way (The sad way) |
Do no talkin', let’s see what the MAC say (What the MAC say) |
A whole lotta blue faces, no sad day (Cash) |
And the garage it look like a dealership (Skrt) |
You can’t get in my gang, need a membership (Gang) |
Too much money involved, you can’t interfere (Can't interfere) |
And I’m sippin' on syrup, not no Benadryl (Not no Benadryl) |
Stupid, yeah |