Killuminati (feat. Foreign Teck) (Explicit)

Killuminati (feat. Foreign Teck) (Explicit) - YNW Melly/Foreign Teck

Everything Foreign haha

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Through his body rip through his body oh

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Oh ayy

Blatt

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Blatt

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Double R pullin' up

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Slidin')

Ayy you gotta really listen to this for real ayy

I was down on my d**k tryna run me up a check

Got the Glock 26 I'm tryna trade it for a TEC

Shorty all on my d**k said she tryna give me neck

But she f**kin' the crew yeah she wanna have sex

Got a hundred round extension on that motherf**kin' thing

If you run up on me wrong we gotta let the Ruger bang

If you run up on the gang we gotta let the Ruger slang

And you know we tryna get it gotta get it out of there

I was down on my d**k tryna hit another lick

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

Tryna air it out if they f**kin' with the crew

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

Tryna rip through his body rip through his body pop

I am not 'lluminati no 'lluminati wow

Prayed to God I don't die prayed to God wow

Prayed to God and I got it I got a goddess wow

Okay ooh she a goddess we got racks in them pockets

She gon' f**k on the crew we got d**e in the lot

I'ma go get the money we ain't f**kin' with molly

And my young n***a trippin' he say he just caught a body

Ride that d**k Maserati ride that d**k 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 ** dealin'

We gotta run up the sack I'm tryna get to a milli'

She wanna f**k on the crew she tryna f**k on civilians

I'm tryna get this money don't give a f**k 'bout these children

We gettin' a hundred racks hundred racks on the daily

I'm tryna get it no Beyoncé and no Jay-Z

But I wanna be in that billionaire side of the world

And I'ma buy your yellowbone diamonds with the world

I was down on my d**k tryna hit another lick

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

Tryna air it out if they f**kin' with the crew

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

Tryna rip through his body rip through his body pop

I am not 'lluminati no 'lluminati wow

Prayed to God I don't die prayed to God wow

Prayed 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 f**k 'em

Blatt

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

B***h

I'ma get this money I'm a slimy motherf**ker

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Don't play 'round we'll chime in motherf**ker

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And you know we come in perfect timin' motherf**ker

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I'm a grimy motherf**ker I'm a grimy motherf**ker

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