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Kill It
795
Hip-Hop/Rap
Kill It 由 Hott Headzz 於 2019年11月13日發行,收錄於專輯《Kill It - Single》中
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發行日期2019年11月13日
標籤Hott Headzz
語言English
旋律
原聲音質
Valence
節奏感
輕快
BPM65

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積分

演出藝人
Hott Headzz
Hott Headzz
演出者
詞曲
Jordan Curtis
Jordan Curtis
詞曲創作
Emmanuel Spearman
Emmanuel Spearman
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Charles Duncker
Charles Duncker
製作人

歌詞

Yeah, what's that?
I thought you was finna go in (hm-hm)
What he say?
Yeah, I'm gettin' hot, skillet (hah)
Murder the beat, kill it (uh)
Pocket on E, fill it (uh)
Bro got the two, drill it
Ay (yuh), if you run up get done up, I'm not playin'
Spittin' this heat man, it should be illegal (baow)
Catch a brim like the sun, but lil' ****, it's no tan
I took off with the bitch in a whip like Vin Diesel
It ain't no space in this whip, it's a two-seater
She heat up the crack in the pot like a new heater
Bro keep equipped like he work at a new theatre (shh)
I drop off the top like I'm poppin' a two-liter
Ay, I bought me a Perc, I dropped that in a Fanta (yeah)
Bitch, I ain't see like a baby, no pamper (yeah)
Ice on her wrist, and it move like a dancer (whoo)
(Whoo) Louis the fit (whoo), Louis tip from my campers (whoo)
Strappin' the knee, Ms Da Vinci my toe
Fly to the eights, 'cause they got all the hos
Shit tryna cop, but I'm not on parole
She get on her knees like she 'bout to propose (yeah)
The money, I count it a stack like it's Tetris (yeah)
This bitch is addicted (ay) to me like a fetish (ay)
I throw it, she catch it (yeah), I'm pushing the exits
I'm picking and choosing like this in a Lexus
Whoa (whoa), I'm pickin' and choosin', I'm hungry, I'm greedy
They poppin' out at you like this shit ain't free (whoo)
That lint got 'em lackin', they look like they sleepin'
Pull up in a Jeep, and them **** is creepin'
Pull up at like three (yeah), my ****'s a sneaky
These hos on me, these bitches is freaky (whoo)
I can't pill on key (yeah), I need a trophy
Chill out on my weed, I'm rollin' on E, they not fuckin' with me
I'm gettin' hot (yuh), skillet (hah)
Murder the beat, kill it (uh)
Pocket on E, fill it (uh)
Bro got the two, drill it
Ay (yeah), if you get run up get done up, I'm not playin' (spit)
Spittin' this heat man, it should be illegal (oh)
Catch a brim, like the sun, but lil' ****, it's no tan
I took off with the bitch in a whip like Vin Diesel (yeah)
It ain't no space in this whip, it's a two-seater
She heat up the crack in the pot like a new heater
Bro keep equipped like he work at a new theatre (ah)
I drop off the top like I'm poppin' a two-liter
Ay (uh), I bought me a Perc (yeah), I dropped that in a Fanta (yeah)
Bitch, I ain't see like a baby, no pamper (ooh)
Ice on her wrist (whoo), and it move like a dancer
Louis the fit, Louis tip from my campers (yeah)
Written by: Emmanuel Spearman, Jordan Curtis
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