Killa Killa (feat. Aiyana Lee)

Baddie run the trap when I'm the streets

You don't wanna play, no, no

Got a target on your back standing next to me

(Ay, I don't know, you don't know who you're, ah)

Bad girl with that look in her eye

That'll make the Devil smile

Papi, tell me can you handle my type?

Balling on my level now

'Cause mami's a killa, killa

Shoot like gorilla, -rilla

So papi, tell me can you handle my type?

(Hell no, you don't know who you're fucking with)

Music punching on the internet, I kill all of that

Twenty million when I see the net, I made all of that

Even when I'm ill I see the vet, I'm an animal

They know I'm eating up the threat like I'm Hannibal

I got no reason to panic when all the money paid

Tailor-made, wearing Armani now that I'm feeling suede

Money-made, now I can choose the weather on any day

Any way, king of the drama, killing it every day

Ooh, know you hiding 'cause you always throwback

Ooh, rolling through the pictures on the Kodak

Ooh, I'm the catch, saving like a goalie

Wishing but I know you fucking hate me

Bad girl with that look in her eyes

That'll make the Devil smile

Papi, tell me can you handle my type?

Balling on my level now

'Cause mami's a killa, killa

Shoot like gorilla, -rilla

So papi, tell me can you handle my type?

(Ay, ay, hell no, you don't know who you're, nah)

You don't know who you're fucking with (Nah)

I know many come and go when I go to this (I know many)

Turn up in a killer mode, legacy fiddling

End another man and then I'm leaving him piddling

I'm a beast when I'm on it

Hotter than your bonnet

I really want it like Buffalo need them women

Shredding it, disrespect and then I'm deading it

Repeating me winning the figure like I'm Benedict (Damn)

Got the money flowing proper like an ATM

Gotta see me glowing proper with that alien

Taller than the Makkah when I got to stack it up

Now she sounding like Chewbacca when she back it up

Bad girl with that look in her eye

That'll make the Devil smile

Papi, tell me can you handle my type?

Balling on my level now

'Cause mami's a killa, killa

Shoot like gorilla, -rilla

So papi, tell me can you handle my type?

(Yeah, yeah, hell no, you don't know who you're fucking with)