KILLY
POP 2
[Intro]
(FREAKEY!)

[Chorus: KILLY]
I got big racks stuck up in these Balenci' jeans
This ain't freeze tag, but when I catch him, he gon' freeze
Like a Maybach, put an M all on his head, he gon' see
Pour that lean back 'cause I been living out all my dreams
Told her, "Pop two," she wanna jump on the wave and she wanna surf
I'm getting hot too, I'm charging minimum ten racks just for a verse
All these hoes, why they calling my phone? I might just take 'em to church
He want the smoke, even though he doesn't know we can just make him to merch

[Verse: KILLY]
What's the word? Yeah
What's the word? Yeah, yeah, yeah
What's the word? Yeah
What's the word? Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not wasting time (Huh), I need it now (Huh)
I'm not wasting time (Huh), I need it now
My first ten, I fell right in love (Fell right in love)
Touched my hands, then my eyes lit up (Then my eyes lit up)
I'm going fast, no one passing up (No one passing up)
We all got gas, no one's taxing us
I ain't been the same ever since insane, I lost my mind (my mind)
We got everything and anything you can find, just hit my line
She want a wedding ring, but I bought that AP just for the time (Huh, huh)
Could buy anything, but these racks can't buy me some peace of mind (Huh, huh)
[Chorus: KILLY]
I got big racks stuck up in these Balenci' jeans
This ain't freeze tag, but when I catch him, he gon' freeze
Like a Maybach, put an M all on his head, he gon' see
Pour that lean back 'cause I been living out all my dreams
Told her, "Pop two," she wanna jump on the wave and she wanna surf
I'm getting hot too, I'm charging minimum ten racks just for a verse
All these hoes, why they calling my phone? I might just take 'em to church
He want the smoke, even though he doesn't know we can just make him to merch

[Verse: FourFive]
Huh, problem put it on merch
Huh, problem, popping a Perc'
Huh, I'm tired, but still doing work
Huh, I'm high, but still on earth
Huh, this life I want, it hurt
Phew, whip fast, I swerve
Huh, count that money like a nerd
Which pack I serve?
'Bout my business, yes, sir
When you see me, yes, sir
Me and my twin just left the spot, I think they see the insurance
Huh, finna say, "Ugh"
Think that this my twin, my cro
I just landed on this soil
I'm in all black, they think I sold my soul
I need five mill' or more
Huh, I need six wheels or more
Big body on road
Yeah, huh, huh, I told my bro let's go show for show
Huh, we could make twenty more
[Chorus: KILLY]
Ah, I got big racks stuck up in these Balenci' jeans
This ain't freeze tag, but when I catch him, he gon' freeze
Like a Maybach, put an M all on his head, he gon' see (Huh, huh, huh)
Pour that lean back 'cause I been living out all my dreams (Huh, huh)
Told her, "Pop two," she wanna jump on the wave and she wanna surf (Huh, huh)
I'm getting hot too, I'm charging minimum ten racks just for a verse (Huh, huh)
All these hoes, why they calling my phone? I might just take 'em to church (Huh, huh)
He want the smoke, even though he doesn't know we can just make him to merch (Huh, huh)