Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Killer, artist - Robb Bank$. Album song Road to Falconia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, SS
Song language: English
Killer |
| I’m working on dying |
| Uh, uhhhh (RAWR RAWR RAWR) |
| RAAAWR |
| Ay, ay |
| Let’s get it (YUH) |
| Killer, dealer, hydrogen filler |
| And I’m in the cut on sizzurp |
| Oh, you teach arts &crafts? |
| Let’s scissor |
| Hit her, Twitter or dm me on Insta |
| I just got the hoe out the motel six, and you took her out to dinner (YUH) |
| I see about ten of them dawg |
| One my one, I’m finna pick them off |
| Say you SSET and you know you fraud |
| HK, SK, nigga take y’all off |
| And I walk like a badmon, y’all |
| I’m a Broward county nigga, I ain’t a fan of them, dawg (Yeah) |
| I just made me an M&M, dawg |
| Put a bag on your head get you top chopped off |
| I just told her keep up with the pace |
| I just took it out my pants, put it on her face (RAAAWR) |
| I just took her to the back and went to outer space (YUH) |
| Call me Luke Skywalker with the green lightsaber (YUH, YUH) |
| Shots move, pace swift like Taylor |
| Imma hit em up, while you watch for the raiders (YUH) |
| She gon give it up, oh we not gonna take her (YUH) |
| You know how I give it up, I got flavor to savor |
| Told your lil bitch, come swing my way |
| She backed it back, I hit it outta frame (yeah) |
| Young Basqui here, show you how far I came |
| Blonde bitch tryna fuck, get the bill |
| Clap it up for boss boss, big dawg, warm up |
| Woo hau, shogun, sex tape with Casca |
| Crash like Paul Walk, y’all niggas talk talk |
| And I cut em all off, ain’t worried bout the sawed off |
| And I’m a genius, GZA |
| Bitch, you a ScHoolboy, need a SZA |
| I sold a Jay Rock in elementary |
| All you gonna see is K-Dots, and you be tripping |
| And to be honest, I’m the Top Dawggy |
| Tell your lil boyfriend to come out da closet |
| I’m in hyperbolic, claiming Broward County |
| Yeah I got Z-Fighters, they gon blow your mind |
| I was in North Carolina, tryna fuck her legs off |
| Took her shirt off, twist it round her head |
| Wave it like a helicopter |
| Feel like night at the improv, y’all niggas comical |
| I might just skrrt off |
| Hit a nigga block with the K, get caught by the helicopter |
| Killer, dealer |
| Hydrogen filler |
| And I’m in the cut on sizzurp |
| Oh, you teach arts &crafts? |
| Let’s scissor |
| Hit her, Twitter or dm me on Insta |
| I just got the hoe out the motel six, and you took her out to dinner (YUH) |
| I see about ten of them dawg |
| One my one, I’m finna pick them off |
| Say you SSET and you know you fraud |
| HK, SK, nigga take y’all off |
| And I walk like a badmon, y’all |
| I’m a Broward county nigga, I ain’t a fan of them, dawg (Yeah) |
| I just made me an M&M, dawg |
| Put a bag on your head get you top chopped off |