Killuminati (feat. Foreign Teck)

Everything Foreign, haha

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Through his body

Through his body, oh, oh, ayy (Blatt)

Ayy (Blatt), ayy (Blatt)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Pull up on the scene)

Ayy, ayy (We slidin')

Bro, you gotta listen to this, for real, ayy

I was down on my ****

Tryna run me up a check

Got the Glock 26

I'm tryna trade it for a Tec

Shawty all on my ****

Said she tryna give me neck

But she ****in' the crew, damn

She wanna have sex

Got a hundred round extension

On that mother****ing thing

If you run up on me wrong

We gotta let the Ruger bang

If you run up the ground

We gotta let the Ruger slay

And you know we tryna get it

Gotta get it out of there

I was down on my ****

Tryna hit another lick

Gave a **** 'bout a opp

We tryna up that other Blick

Tryna air it out if they ****in' with the crew

We ain't worried 'bout ****, 'cause them 7.62's

Tryna rip through his body

Went through his body, pop

I am not 'lluminati, no, 'lluminati wild

Pray to God that I got it, pray to God, wow

Pray to God and I got it, I got a goddess, wow

Okay, ooh, she a goddess

We got racks in them pockets

She gon' **** on the crew

We got double alliance

I'ma go get the money

We ain't ****in' with molly

And my young ***** trippin'

He say he just caught a body

Ride that ****, Maserati

Ride that ****, Kawasaki

If you get it, I'm fly

We do not need a pilot

If you wanna get money

Gotta get the deposit

Gotta run up that check

Even if it come to robbin'

Even if it come to stealin'

Killin' or drug dealin'

We gotta run up the sack

I'm tryna get to a millie

She wanna **** on the crew

She tryna **** on civilians

I'm tryna get this money

Don't give a **** 'bout these children

We gettin' a hundred racks

Hundred racks on the daily

I'm tryna get it, no Beyonce and no JAY-Z

But I wanna be in that billionaire side world

And I'ma buy a yellow phone, diamonds and herbs

I was down on my ****, tryna hit another lick

Gave a **** 'bout a opp, we tryna up that other Blick

Tryna air it out if they ****in' with the crew

We ain't worried 'bout ****, 'cause them 7.62's

Tryna rip through his body

Went through his body, pop

I am not 'lluminati, no, 'lluminati wild

Pray to God that I got it, pray to God, wow

Pray to God and I got it, I got a goddess, wow

Loaded on that oil, oh

Diamonds yellow, white

And they drippin' like snow (Woah)

I ain't even gotta have no jewelry on to **** 'em (Blatt)

I ain't even gotta have no pistol just to tuck 'em (*****)

I'ma get this money, I'ma slime a mother****er (Oh)

Don't play 'round with a violent mother****er (Oh)

龙少 月姐 百年好合！

I'm grimy mother****er, I'm grimy mother****er (Blatt)