[intro:]
KILLA, Kold Killa hoeee

[Hook: Kold Killa]
I swear to God, hoe (I swear to God hoe)
Bitch you late, hoe (bitch you late, hoe)
Catch up I can’t relate, hoe (I can’t relate, hoe)
I swear to God, hoe (I swear to God hoe)
Bitch you late, hoe (bitch you late, hoe)
Catch up I can’t relate, hoe (I can’t relate, hoe)

[Verse 1: Kold Killa]
Lil bitch but I got hella heart, swear to God on my momma been bout it from the start (lil bitch)
Pretty bitch but, don’t get that shit confused, I’ll molly whop yo ass then make that bitch clean my shoes (goofy)
Swear to God, I ain’t scared of no bitch, I was beating bitches up as a kid real shit (on my momma)
Swear To God I been setting all the trends, monkey see money do ass bitches y’all some fans (what the fuck?!)
Swear to God I really got it out the mud, nobody ever gave me shit so my hustle hand tough (yea yea)
Swear to God I been breaking all the rules, bitch if you ain’t my mama you can’t tell me what to do
(You can’t tell me what to do)
Swear to God my bitch fight, I’m fighting too (wassup?) ain’t no one on one’s, that’s just how we move (goofy)
Swear to God if I fuck him then he stuck, bitch this pussy gold bitch it’s good luck (ooh ooh)
Swear to God if I got it you got it too (yea) bitch I break bread if I’m fed then you fed (on my mama)
Swear to God y’all do everything I do (what the fuck) bitch you ain’t Killa, bitch be you

[Hook: Kold Killa]
I swear to God, hoe (I swear to God hoe)
Bitch you late, hoe (bitch you late, hoe)
Catch up I can’t relate, hoe (I can’t relate, hoe)
I swear to God, hoe (I swear to God hoe)
Bitch you late, hoe (bitch you late, hoe)
Catch up I can’t relate, hoe (I can’t relate, hoe)
[Verse 2: Bando]
I swear to God I been that bitch, I swear to God I tote them sticks
I swear to God if any bitch run up I’ll lay down her shit (beat her ass)
I swear to God I run that trap whatever I spend on make it back (lil bitch)
Ain’t none of you hoes really cut like me and bitch that’s straight facts
I swear to God I’m making bands and, on my mama I’ll take yo man
Lil broke bitch don’t even talk to me, if money ain’t in yo plan (yea)
I swear to God I love my shooter, yea Shay Shay still my shooter (I love that bitch)
For you hoes that’s moving funny, make a move that K gon do ya (brrrrr barrrarrrr)
I swear to God I wish a bitch would lil bitch quit trying to act hood
Pull up on you quick and smoke your ass like a backwood
Got Killa riding with me shit ain’t sweet, nah shit ain’t no good
I swear to God you hoes gon really hate us when we turn up (bitch)
I swear to God, I don’t need a n***a for shit but a quick nut
And after that I be ready to dip, I don’t give no fucks (I don’t care)
I swear to God, my dad ask me everyday if I sell drugs
Little do he know I really trap I’m really with the plug (I’m really trappin)

[Hook: Kold Killa]
I swear to God, hoe (I swear to God hoe)
Bitch you late, hoe (bitch you late, hoe)
Catch up I can’t relate, hoe (I can’t relate, hoe)
I swear to God, hoe (I swear to God hoe)
Bitch you late, hoe (bitch you late, hoe)
Catch up I can’t relate, hoe (I can’t relate, hoe)