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killjae - kickdoor lyrics

[verse]
(yeah, who run it)
freak b_tch talkin’ ’bout some casamigos
you see k!lljae, you see nikko
it’s that .45, go on and sing just like ceelo
boy, that g3 made that boy dance like dlow
they say k!lljae don’t want blow, he be low
dnd f_ckin’ up, told that b_tch, “leave me ‘lone”
and them n_ggas not hard, just like that on the phone
i be outside, me and my thot all alone
he be capped out, not on that block he be on
i’m in new york, call me k!lljae corleone
we got 300 blackout, go through a bone
if i go broke, kick door, go through your home, yeah
if i go broke, yeah, hit that backdoor, n_ggas just know what i’m on
i’m as slime as it gеt, on my mom, it get cold
i need moncler coat if i walk through the rain
why thе f_ck would i shed ’bout that b_tch? that sh_t old
dumbass think he f_ckin’ with me, he insane
lil’ bro throwed off, think he henchmob (gang)
when i get rich, cop a new stick, f_ck a tank, yeah
glock 26, glock 43x, i’ma duel wield ’em (real life, who run it, pop out in real life)
he got sticks, he don’t know what to do with ’em
you locked in with a rat, you do little
n_gga try run up on me, is you kiddin’?
5.56 pull up, he hit ’em
when twin sell out who? we don’t dribble
k!lljae pop out, caught that boy shiverin’
pole tucked, don’t got my glock, he get livid

- killjae lyrics

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