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Everybody Killers
Hip-Hop/Rap
Everybody Killers was released on April 28, 2024 by YTS as a part of the album Trappa Summer 4
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Release DateApril 28, 2024
LabelYTS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
XykoYungin
XykoYungin
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Logan Noles
Logan Noles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YTS
YTS
Producer

Lyrics

Fuck det dont call me ya brudda
I got a .762 poking outta dis drac let em play bet this bitch get to stutterig
Catch em in traffic pull him out da whip stomp his face onda floo he was suffering
Aint sittin no cell get to tunneling
You think its robbers behind me dets murdermen
I got a glock inda party Mc'lovin
Lets do it
He da type try to kick it wit everybody
That's the reason he gon end up dead prolly
Oppawood got me higher den bob marley
Shock of da hallow he wosey n wobbly
He kept lookin so now issa robbery
Stay wit my muthafuckin' steel like carnige
Bitch i came out da womb as a prodgiy
I hit da block wit da glock on me
I got a pound n chop inda back of da jeep
I cut off half of my members dey acting like ion know where da backdoor is we creep
I remeber slidin onda block dey ain hop out da car shook my head den i went did a sweep
Me n k2 done turnt 10 2 a 100 in less den a mf week
I hit da scene wit my killas masked up inda sprinter
im thuggin bitch i'm 17
I watched my potna turn into a fien
2020 when we was under quarantine
Slide onda opp wit draco i was 13
At west lake trapped wit da team
Fore i let someone play wimme ill be smiling in tunnels under my cell, Till i see da green
Trappa summer bitch its halloween
Everyday i still smoke c2k
You cant even ask carter got shot inda face
Noah pussy ill dig up his grave
Make his mans pick em up put his mans inda grave
I be trapped inda ville everyday i thought von was my dawg but he turnt wit da snakes
Aiden pussy jus like cash so i took cash n he ran away
Dont play boy you know you ain like det
Put me down whatchu scared you ain fight back
Onda net talkin crazy but said he aint type det
Took his bitch mane i know he ain like det
We gon spin, spin again & spin right back
Wouldn't fight me dem hallows you fight det
We took his life put em high hijack
Went ona drill & yo potna ain come back
Im more comfortable wit killers round
A dick up onda glock he get to running bullets hawk em down
Went trap house to trap block its trapped out bitch we got a trappa town
Bangin yts for life its 4 missing no body's found
Bitch get up get up
He dead sent em up
Roll up spark i smoke em up
Oppawoods be strong as fuck
Galaxy gas he fried as fuck
Switch onda glock n det bitch stuck
Aint trip bout da past is what it was
If you see da bully den you betta duck
Pop out im sliding wit jacob
Yaro inda back wit a k & k2 back der wit a k2
Gon see ya later
Ian ever been hater
But you pussy ass boys gon learn today nobody can save ya
Trained to get paper
Led gon erase ya
Send you to yo maker
Everybody killers so nobody safe here
Written by: Logan Noles
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