Killstreak Lyrics – TRL
Singer: TRL
Title: Killstreak
Yea, n#gg#, CampBoyz, Camp sh#t
[Oh yea FatMike!
Camp Gods
You ain’t on sh#t and you never will be, touch a hair on my head I’m goin’ on a killstreak
The gram got me dead fake n#gg#s killed me
Not myself when I’m sober, eyes loaded, real me
I’m so hot got the munchies for some kitty or a snack
I’m so hot got the munchies for some chicken and some racks
You gon’ bout that pape, ain’t no enough for that
It go one ear out the other when I’m listening to cap
All these other n#gg#s cap, I got busy with the trap
Catch a n#gg# down bad, put thе glizzy to his back
Ridin’ with that sh#t on us, do 120 in the scat
b#tches wanna lick on us, bet 250 that I crack
I just play it how it go, shе in the past cause she couldn’t play her role
He not active, postin’ blicky, he a troll
Don’t trust sh#t, I be stayin’ on my toes
With that n#gg#,, nobody knows
sh#t happens, next day somebody gone
Just know I got it, I ain’t gettin’ it from
Straight to it, she be tellin’ me we grown
Don’t got a filter, I be tellin’ you, I’m bold
I’m with some pits, I’m not steppin’ with no hoes
Demons talking, they been getting to my soul
Stay dangerous, start investing in some poles
What I look like, I through the zone, 2021 rookie n#gg#s get exposed
They think I’m hot now, wasn’t with me in the cold
I need to hear some money just to see me on the phone
n#gg#s see you winnin’ now they wishin’ you was gone
You ain’t on sh#t and you never will be, touch a hair on my head I’m goin’ on a killstreak
The gram got me dead fake n#gg#s killed me
Not myself when I’m sober, eyes loaded, real me
I’m so hot got the munchies for some kitty or a snack
I’m so hot got the munchies for some chicken and some racks
You gon’ bout that pape, ain’t no enough for that
It go one ear out the other when I’m listening to cap
CampBoyz, they know about us when we pull up in them scats
n#gg#s slimy round this b#tch so you gotta watch your back
We don’t f#ck with new n#gg#s, you can’t hang if you ain’t camp
We don’t f#ck with loose n#gg#s, you can’t hang if you ain’t strapped
Only f#ck with cute b#tches, they asses kinda fat
Yea, them hoes gon’ f#ck with me, cause I’m the n#gg# with the racks
If try to set the play, I’mma turn they #ss to thrax
Then I make a song about it, hoe we make it out the trap
Yea we bangin’ down the block, come and get your pack
If you dumb enough to rob then we gon’ lay you in your back
Some L’s to the chin, lost it all and got it back
Girlie thinking I’m her lover, but nah, this ain’t that
You ain’t on sh#t and you never will be, touch a hair on my head I’m goin’ on a killstreak
The gram got me dead fake n#gg#s killed me
Not myself when I’m sober, eyes loaded, real me
I’m so hot got the munchies for some kitty or a snack
I’m so hot got the munchies for some chicken and some racks
You gon’ bout that pape, ain’t no enough for that
It go one ear out the other when I’m listening to cap
You ain’t on sh#t and you never will be, touch a hair on my head I’m goin’ on a killstreak
The gram got me dead fake n#gg#s killed me
Not myself when I’m sober, eyes loaded, real me
I’m so hot got the munchies for some kitty or a snack
I’m so hot got the munchies for some chicken and some racks
You gon’ bout that pape, ain’t no enough for that
It go one ear out the other when I’m listening to cap
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