
Scotty Music – Kilo Lyrics
Artist: Scotty Music
Song: Kilo
I’m taxing about a band for the 808
Got them m#th*rf#ck*rs that will make the earthquake
And i’m a need a rack for the clap, because i know the club love that
I’ma keep the b#tches twerkin off my hi hat
But ain’t sh#t free you got to buy that
Only deals if you f#cking with the team because i don’t know you other n#gg#s f#ck you mean no
I’ve got to work fresh out the kitchen
I cook it up right i ain’t missing
Dope beats coming by the kilo n#gg# i ain’t worried about the rico
Got my them rap n#gg#s come out the trenches
Got them in line like a fiend for a fixin
Scratching on they ear i know they need just listen
Because i control the streets can’t act like you don’t hear it
Gotta drop some stacks if you want to get a beat though
f#ck being humble. got a ego
Ballin on you n#gg#s like a free-throw. and i don’t f#ck with bron i f#ck with d rose. pull up in a foreign i’m flexin
Bought it off da work no question
Only bad b#tches in my section
Got to work so official come test it
I’m taxing about a band for the 808
Got them m#th*rf#ck*rs that will make the earthquake. and i’m a need a rack for the clap, because i know the club love that
I’ma keep the b#tches twerkin off my hi hat
But ain’t sh#t free you got to buy that
Only deals if you f#cking with the team because i don’t know you other n#gg#s f#ck you mean no
Dawg, why you trippin’ ’bout a p#ss#?
You done fell in love with a p#ss#
I’ma hit it once and keep it pushin’
f#ck her while her best friend 〈.?.〉
I ain’t been home in a week
I been gettin’ money all week
Bout a time to get some sleep
Took your main b#tch out to eat
I got them bricks like i’m rico
I’m sellin’ gas like a petrol
I used to serve off a metro
Ballin’ hard like i am mutombo
Kickin’ sh#t with scottie in toronto
I make them bricks disappear
I get them bircks on a lear
Say want a ten for a bear
I’ma give ’em ten for the beat
Twist up the rap, i can’t die in the streets
I know my momma depending on me
808 banging in the background
I got a bag now
I never beg down
I spray ’em hundreds of rounds
I’m taxing about a band for the 808
Got them m#th*rf#ck*rs that will make the earthquake
And i’m a need a rack for the clap
Because i know the club love that
I’ma keep the b#tches twerkin off my hi hat
But ain’t sh#t free you got to buy that
Only deals if you f#cking with the team
Because i don’t know you other n#gg#s f#ck you mean no
No f#ck u mean i don’t no them other n#gg#s f#ck u mean no
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Release Year: 2017