Swag Flu
Killy
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She want daddy, I adopt her Bloor Street frequent shopper Wanna roll with the high rollers Want a young boss shot caller Fendi eyes on me monster (yeah) Pussies they fake imposters (yeah) They just do what they can (what?) We just do what we wanna (yeah) Hunnid problems, they still can't solve 'em (solve 'em, naw) Live the life, pay the price of drama (drama, yeah) If you not moving right then you get left Walk in they face is full of resent Talking to me with hate in your heart (yeah) But never could express disrespect Weatherman with me, don't get drenched Margielaman she wanna reach in these pants Taliban, just blew out the bank (yeah) They should never gave me a chance So much trouble being regular Money the motive I made it my schedule Guala the skrilla it coming etcetera Skrrt off like, how they ahead of us (skrrt) First off, nobody compare to us Second of all, please don't make me feel terrible Flex up on you 'til it way past repairable Writing your ending is not in my narrative If Killy lieutenant, then God is the general I'm not no sinner but she want my genital It's all just opinion, could never get rid of 'em Yea we just met, she go three rounds the minimum Smoking on something it hit me like sedative Sippin' on somethin' same color as venom Right or wrong, I'ma still ride with 'em I ain't no killer, but for them, I kill 'em Haven't came face to face with fear in a minute (any minute) You could see me as hero or the villain (or the villain) I ain't scared to say that I ain't feel 'em (feel 'em ) Straight to the point, not talking in riddles I took some distance to balance my spirit (yeah) Hourglass shape She got lip fillers How you all fake? But you claim you the realest For what I overcame Need a hundred medals House with the gates and a fountain in the middle Off this Earth, diamond lookin' like Mercury Some shit still never occurred to me That bitch got took like a burglary Off a yerk, might f*ck if she heard of me Swag flu, my closet infirmary The hardest decisions to make is in front of me Dior runners or Louis V wallabies Livin' lavish, livin' luxury (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Demons they still haunting me Voice in my head is nothing to me Do it all again ain't nothing to me Turn up the spot like trampoline (Turn up the spot like trampoline) She gave me top like Maybelline (She gave me top like Maybelline) Charged up just like a battery All of my teachers doubted me Thought I'd amount to nothing Now I'm blowin' through they salary, yeah Now I'm blowin' through they salary (yeah) Is it all there? yeah, it better be (yeah) If I want then I got, that's how it be (yeah) She want daddy, I adopt her Bloor Street frequent shopper Wanna roll with the high rollers Want a young boss shot caller Fendi eyes on me monster (yeah) Pussies they fake imposters (yeah) They just do what they can (what?) We just do what we wanna (yeah) Off this Earth, diamond lookin' like Mercury Some shit still never occurred to me That bitch got took like a burglary Off a yerk, might f*ck if she heard of me Swag flu, my closet infirmary The hardest decisions to make is in front of me Dior runners or Louis V wallabies Livin' lavish, livin' luxury
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