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Killed Before

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Killed Before was released on October 20, 2017 by Epic/300/Atlantic Recording Corporation as a part of the album SUPER SLIMEY

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Young Thug

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jeffery Williams

Jeffery Williams

Songwriter

London Holmes

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

London On Da Track

London On Da Track

Producer

Stephen "Sheff" Morrison

Stephen "Sheff" Morrison

Engineer

Jaycen Joshua

Mixing Engineer

David Nakaji

Assistant Engineer

Ben Milchev

Assistant Engineer

Glenn Schick

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

(We got London On Da Track)

[Verse 2]

Everyone know I've been killed before

I've been bent like a centerfold

I crap with my money, no

Drop the top get a breeze, oh

Got four million in jewelry, oh

Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa

Did you pay someone's tuition? No

Do you own a store? No

[Verse 3]

Yeah, fuck all this bullshit

Diamonds for all us kings, yeah

Got my money went "Ludacris"

Give some racks to a hood bitch

Give some racks to a poor chick

Look at the grain, it's wood bitch!

On the floor, that's some wool bitch!

She suck dick like a whole tick

Diamonds on me, they cold as shit

I thank God that I went legit

When we see 'em, you know we blitz

I can bet up, you know I'm rich

Shut the fuck up **** bet up

You say you rich

[Verse 4]

Different color diamonds

I'm a peacock

Different color diamonds

I'm a peacock

Spot full of birdies with no tree-top

You know you my son

You can be that

I bought the boat, the jetskis

Got a FN and a stick, don't test me

I stacked them hunnids up to God's knees!

Ain't going broke until 2070

[Verse 5]

Everyone know I've been killed before

I've been bent like a centerfold

I crap with my money, no

Drop the top get a breeze, oh

Got four million in jewelry, oh

Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa

Did you pay someone's tuition? No

Do you own a store? No

[Verse 6]

We ain't letting these bitches get between us

We ain't letting no monkey ****

Stand that close to us! (Close to us)

I ain't got no heart

When it come down to my bro, yeah

She is not my "dresser"

She just irons my clothes, yeah

Pulled off in a Tesla

Pulled back in a Porsche, yeah

Bought the Maserati

You'll get burnt like toast, yeah

I get on that bullshit

You'll get it started, yeah

Six kids with me

Didn't think bout abortions, yeah

I took a thottie outta magic

Took her to the pent'

Then I woo-woo-ooh-ooh!

Aye, The private jet came with a stewardess

Like ooh-ooh-woo-woo!

Ready for war like a machine, aye

Came from pure to post scheming

Now I got fifty hoes on they knees

I put X in my codeine (Aw, aw)

But I'm putting nothing in my weed! (Aw, aw)

Yeah I took a jet right overseas (Aw, aw)

I want some head from overseas (Aw, aw)

I caught a case, my jewelry seized

I started out with 50 ki's (Aw, aw)

My Bentayga clean like bleach

On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese

On this shit like fleas, aye!

[Verse 7]

Everyone know I've been killed before

I've been bent like a centerfold

I crap with my money, no

Drop the top get a breeze, oh

Got four million in jewelry, oh

Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa

Did you pay someone's tuition? No

Do you own a store, No

[Verse 8]

Aye, I took a thottie outta Magic

Took her to the pent'

Then I woo-woo-ooh-ooh!

Aye, The private jet came with a stewardess

Like ooh-ooh-woo-woo!

Written by: Jeffery Williams, London Holmes

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