"Look Killa" lyrics
Woah, woah
Woah, Look Killa (Rave)
Look Killa (Rave)
Look Killa
I come in when they wakin' up (Wakin' up)
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these niggas say they makin' money
But, honestly, they don't make enough (Woah)
They ain't makin' nothin' (Woah)
That bitch keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg
All this codeine help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off
Honestly, I don't do the lovin'
And I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty (Yeah, I like you, shawty)
It's a drink party, we don't go to no parties (No parties)
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy
I'm off all these drugs, I don't go to no clubs
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me (Huh)
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me (Yeah)
My chain keep swangin', my gang keep gangin'
My bitch come through like all the time (Like all the time)
All I see is dollar signs (Dollar signs), my brand new shades Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
All these clothes, I got VETEMENTS problems
Yes, I'm the nigga that made "NO STYLIST" ("NO STYLIST")
I go shoppin', no personal shopper
Ain't nobody touchin' my swag (Uh)
I got way too much weed, too much drank
And my bag don't touch that bag (Don't touch that bag)
I get way too fly, I'm jet lagged
And your bitch jet lag (She jet lag)
I just keep on goin' back to back
With these hits and with this swag (Swag)
We just keep on goin' back to back
And honestly I'm tryna bag it (Uh)
I keep a FN right on my hip
Make a pussy nigga back up (Back up)
I go rockstar, raver, cowboy
And I put my weed in tobacco (Yes)
I use my tennis chain as a lasso
Most of these bitches just some gnat hoes (Gnat hoes)
I had to switch up my last ho (Last ho)
I'm not the nigga from last year (Yeah)
I come in when they wakin' up (Wakin' up)
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these niggas say they makin' money (Woah)
But, honestly, they don't make enough (Woah)
They ain't makin' nothin'
That bitch keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg (Woah)
All this codeine help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off (Woah, woah)
Honestly, I don't do the love
And I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty (Yeah, I like you, shawty)
We just drink hard, we don't go to no parties (No parties)
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy
I'm off all these drugs, I don't go to no clubs (Club)
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me
All of this shit can get ugly (Uh, uh)
I put a mask on, I'm not ugly
I just been countin' up all this money
I just been countin' up all this money
She say I smell good when she hug me (Uh)
I think she smell good when she hug me (Uh)
Can't let a broke bitch touch me
Can't let a broke nigga touch me (Yeah)
Can't let a opp nigga touch me (Yeah)
My diamonds polished, and yours are rusty (Yeah)
My diamonds rainin', I use an umbrella
From out of the doors on the Cullinan (Yeah)
Her pussy rain and I use an umbrella
From out of the doors on the Cullinan (Yeah)
Back seat, roll up another one (Yeah)
Back seat, I pour up another cup (Yeah)
I'm the Look Killa, I came to kill
And honestly it's gettin' scary, man (Look Killa)
I might be the flyest in America (Flyest)
Tell these fuck niggas try it, I'm darin' them
I'm the best and it ain't no comparison (Yeah)
And she call me one time, I'm there (She call me one time)
And my brother call me up, I'm there (Yeah, he call)
I put the platinum all in my hair (Yeah)
Rockstar, uh (Yeah)
I come in when they wakin' up
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these niggas say they makin' money (Woah)
But, honestly, they don't make enough (Woah)
They ain't makin' nothin'
That bitch keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg (Racin', dawg)
All this codeine help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off
Honestly, I don't do the love
And I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty (Uh, uh, uh)
We just drink hard, we don't go to no parties
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy (Yeah)
I'm off all these drugs, I don't go to no clubs
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me (Yeah)
Woah, Look Killa (Rave)
Look Killa (Rave)
Look Killa
I come in when they wakin' up (Wakin' up)
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these niggas say they makin' money
But, honestly, they don't make enough (Woah)
They ain't makin' nothin' (Woah)
That bitch keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg
All this codeine help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off
Honestly, I don't do the lovin'
And I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty (Yeah, I like you, shawty)
It's a drink party, we don't go to no parties (No parties)
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy
I'm off all these drugs, I don't go to no clubs
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me (Huh)
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me (Yeah)
My chain keep swangin', my gang keep gangin'
My bitch come through like all the time (Like all the time)
All I see is dollar signs (Dollar signs), my brand new shades Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
All these clothes, I got VETEMENTS problems
Yes, I'm the nigga that made "NO STYLIST" ("NO STYLIST")
I go shoppin', no personal shopper
Ain't nobody touchin' my swag (Uh)
I got way too much weed, too much drank
And my bag don't touch that bag (Don't touch that bag)
I get way too fly, I'm jet lagged
And your bitch jet lag (She jet lag)
I just keep on goin' back to back
With these hits and with this swag (Swag)
We just keep on goin' back to back
And honestly I'm tryna bag it (Uh)
I keep a FN right on my hip
Make a pussy nigga back up (Back up)
I go rockstar, raver, cowboy
And I put my weed in tobacco (Yes)
I use my tennis chain as a lasso
Most of these bitches just some gnat hoes (Gnat hoes)
I had to switch up my last ho (Last ho)
I'm not the nigga from last year (Yeah)
I come in when they wakin' up (Wakin' up)
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these niggas say they makin' money (Woah)
But, honestly, they don't make enough (Woah)
They ain't makin' nothin'
That bitch keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg (Woah)
All this codeine help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off (Woah, woah)
Honestly, I don't do the love
And I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty (Yeah, I like you, shawty)
We just drink hard, we don't go to no parties (No parties)
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy
I'm off all these drugs, I don't go to no clubs (Club)
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me
All of this shit can get ugly (Uh, uh)
I put a mask on, I'm not ugly
I just been countin' up all this money
I just been countin' up all this money
She say I smell good when she hug me (Uh)
I think she smell good when she hug me (Uh)
Can't let a broke bitch touch me
Can't let a broke nigga touch me (Yeah)
Can't let a opp nigga touch me (Yeah)
My diamonds polished, and yours are rusty (Yeah)
My diamonds rainin', I use an umbrella
From out of the doors on the Cullinan (Yeah)
Her pussy rain and I use an umbrella
From out of the doors on the Cullinan (Yeah)
Back seat, roll up another one (Yeah)
Back seat, I pour up another cup (Yeah)
I'm the Look Killa, I came to kill
And honestly it's gettin' scary, man (Look Killa)
I might be the flyest in America (Flyest)
Tell these fuck niggas try it, I'm darin' them
I'm the best and it ain't no comparison (Yeah)
And she call me one time, I'm there (She call me one time)
And my brother call me up, I'm there (Yeah, he call)
I put the platinum all in my hair (Yeah)
Rockstar, uh (Yeah)
I come in when they wakin' up
My twin slide by, he'll take your money
All these niggas say they makin' money (Woah)
But, honestly, they don't make enough (Woah)
They ain't makin' nothin'
That bitch keep frontin'
My Trackhawk Jeep, I'm racin', dawg (Racin', dawg)
All this codeine help my numbness
Pop a G6 molly and I'm takin' off
Honestly, I don't do the love
And I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty (Uh, uh, uh)
We just drink hard, we don't go to no parties
All these pints, it's a Top Floor pharmacy (Yeah)
I'm off all these drugs, I don't go to no clubs
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I'm tryna figure out which one love me
I'm tryna figure out which one trust me (Yeah)
