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Killa
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Killa was released on November 15, 2019 by AOMG as a part of the album This Wasn’t Supposed to Happen - EP
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Release DateNovember 15, 2019
LabelAOMG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Park
Jay Park
Vocals
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Park
Jay Park
Composer
G. Ry
G. Ry
Composer
Chauncey Hollis
Chauncey Hollis
Composer
J. Brathwaite
J. Brathwaite
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Producer
G. Ry
G. Ry
Additional Producer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa, yeah
(Hit-Boy on the beat so, bitch, you gotta go berserk)
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceiling (Stack it up)
I talk my shit, fuck your feelings (Fuck your feelings)
I take my pick then I will 'em
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceiling (Stack it up)
I talk my shit, fuck your feelings (Fuck your feelings)
I take my pick then I will 'em
I'm braggadocious, why I'm leavin' all that humble shit (Ooh)
I don't feel human I might hop up on the mothership
A couple Insta baddies with me I can cuddle with (Yo)
I might have a lil' baby on some Gunna shit (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't Donald Trump, I ain't gotta pay for it (Nah)
Pussy make me stay for it, extend it, extra days for it (Extra days)
I gotta catch a flight, yeah, they pay for it
I'm makin' my way towards HOV status, wait for it (It's the Roc)
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceiling (Stack it up)
I talk my shit, fuck your feelings (Fuck your feelings)
I take my pick then I will 'em
I'm a killa, killa, killa, killa (Killa, killa)
I'm stackin' bodies to the ceiling (Stack it up)
I talk my shit, fuck your feelings (Fuck your feelings)
I take my pick then I will 'em
Yeah
I ain't a Mathematician but I add it up
I ain't never ever substractin' nothin'
My girl lookin' so fly all natural
She gon' make you cry like a bag of onions
Fuck them rappers on that ego shit (Uh)
Flex on me you need to eat more kid (Damn)
Catch your bread up and keep your head up
And tighten' your belt up like Keitho says (Damn)
Since the first to do a whole gang of shit
If you don't know, you 'bout to find out (Damn)
This is my shit you better sign out (Ya)
I'm above the clouds, you on iCloud (SoundCloud)
At your neck like python
Let me be like bygones (Bye)
I'm the best rapper 'bout to change my name to
Dylon, Dylon, Dylon like woo
Written by: Chauncey Hollis, J. Brathwaite, Jay Park
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