Not A Killa
[Intro: Lil King]
Free the clan, we the fuckin' clan, n***a
Come here, come here
[Verse 1: Lil King]
Them n***as is not no killers (They not no killers)
They don't be outside tryna catch somethin' (Tryna catch somethin')
Bitch, I was outside in the back of the car with a chop in my hand tryna stretch somethin' (I was out tryna stretch somethin')
I don't tolerate none of that tough shit, n***a (At all), all of my opps gettin' stepped on (Gettin' stepped on)
My ex bitch went and fucked one of the opps, I ain't trippin', I ran up a check on her (I ran up a check)
That papеr gon' keep comin' in, give a fuck 'bout a bitch, I could buy four (Buy four)
And honestly, if it's a problem with n***as, wе pullin' up to they front door (Pullin' up right to they front door)
But honestly, n***as ain't never on shit, I know the n***as don't want war (At all)
I watched my lil' brother stand over and blitz, we in traffic with switch tryna up score (Tryna up score)
Tryna bang a n***a, hop out and change a n***a, shoot 'til it's no more (Okay)
Real dangerous n***a, don't say the wrong thing, you know we put shit on the floor (N***a, you could get changed)
Reach for this chain, you know you a dead man walkin', bitch, you ain't gon' get to the door
I turned a rachet bitch into an Instagram model, she always want Christian Dior (Okay, okay)
I bought a lot of shit, I spent a whole lot of money for nothin', I'm switchin' the topic
If brodie hop out with a Drac' and he put that bitch right to your face, you would think it's a rocket (Come here)
I'm rollin' up dead n***as and smokin' on opps in the Wraith, boy, this shit got me nauseous
Out at concerts sippin' on drank, Backwoods to the face, I might fuck around, start me a mosh pit
[Verse 2: VonOff1700]
Alright, come on
The opps just dropped 'em a song and ain't get no views, boy, that shit is not it (Weak as fuck)
Caught him in traffic, shot that bitch so many times, now he gotta get his car fixed (Come here, rrah, rrah, rrah, damn)
She done ate dick from West to South (The fuck?), fuck I look like callin' her my bitch?
This fresh off the Pad, but I put me a window up in it, so I treat it like my whip
Right now how I'm feelin', don't care who the lil' n***as is, when we catch him, we kill him (Killin' his ass)
You could go ask, after I signed my deal, I was still out spinnin' with Drilla (That shit don't change)
Bitch, it's Amiri my jeans and Lanvin my kicks, your boyfriend shop at Vila (His broke ass)
What's up in the clip, this bitch got colorful tips, this here put down a gorilla (You know that)
We layin' the belt on the opps, they wavin' the flag, we makin' them n***as surrender (They bitch ass)
Hit his ass three different ways with three different K's, we put his dumb ass in a blender
Whenever I bounce on the opps, tryna hit me a top, I be aimin' that bitch at the center (Head)
Whenever I do me a show, I feel like Lil Durk, got three hundred shots in the Sprinter
We killed that n***a on camera, go check it out, they posted that shit on Twitter
Hit his all in his stomach, he stand up to shit, he don't even gotta go to the shitter
Blew through four hundred thousand, I ain't had no other choice but to go get richer (Come on)
Come where, where you goin'? The way that I bounce out throwin', they say that I look like a pitcher (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
I'm up in L.A., uppin' a hundred in blues, you would think that I play for the Clippers (N***a, I'm rich as a bitch)
I'm really confused, I wanna be rich as a bitch, why everybody wanna be killers? (The fuck?)
I late for my flight, runnin' all through the airport, so, no, I cannot take pictures (No)
She say, "Von, is you finna fly me out?" Bitch, go jump in the river, gang (You better off killin' yourself, bitch, you dumb as fuck)
[Outro: Vonoff1700]
Turnt up, not turnt up, n***a diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up
Ayy, King, go get his ass
Free the clan, we the fuckin' clan, n***a
Come here, come here
[Verse 1: Lil King]
Them n***as is not no killers (They not no killers)
They don't be outside tryna catch somethin' (Tryna catch somethin')
Bitch, I was outside in the back of the car with a chop in my hand tryna stretch somethin' (I was out tryna stretch somethin')
I don't tolerate none of that tough shit, n***a (At all), all of my opps gettin' stepped on (Gettin' stepped on)
My ex bitch went and fucked one of the opps, I ain't trippin', I ran up a check on her (I ran up a check)
That papеr gon' keep comin' in, give a fuck 'bout a bitch, I could buy four (Buy four)
And honestly, if it's a problem with n***as, wе pullin' up to they front door (Pullin' up right to they front door)
But honestly, n***as ain't never on shit, I know the n***as don't want war (At all)
I watched my lil' brother stand over and blitz, we in traffic with switch tryna up score (Tryna up score)
Tryna bang a n***a, hop out and change a n***a, shoot 'til it's no more (Okay)
Real dangerous n***a, don't say the wrong thing, you know we put shit on the floor (N***a, you could get changed)
Reach for this chain, you know you a dead man walkin', bitch, you ain't gon' get to the door
I turned a rachet bitch into an Instagram model, she always want Christian Dior (Okay, okay)
I bought a lot of shit, I spent a whole lot of money for nothin', I'm switchin' the topic
If brodie hop out with a Drac' and he put that bitch right to your face, you would think it's a rocket (Come here)
I'm rollin' up dead n***as and smokin' on opps in the Wraith, boy, this shit got me nauseous
Out at concerts sippin' on drank, Backwoods to the face, I might fuck around, start me a mosh pit
[Verse 2: VonOff1700]
Alright, come on
The opps just dropped 'em a song and ain't get no views, boy, that shit is not it (Weak as fuck)
Caught him in traffic, shot that bitch so many times, now he gotta get his car fixed (Come here, rrah, rrah, rrah, damn)
She done ate dick from West to South (The fuck?), fuck I look like callin' her my bitch?
This fresh off the Pad, but I put me a window up in it, so I treat it like my whip
Right now how I'm feelin', don't care who the lil' n***as is, when we catch him, we kill him (Killin' his ass)
You could go ask, after I signed my deal, I was still out spinnin' with Drilla (That shit don't change)
Bitch, it's Amiri my jeans and Lanvin my kicks, your boyfriend shop at Vila (His broke ass)
What's up in the clip, this bitch got colorful tips, this here put down a gorilla (You know that)
We layin' the belt on the opps, they wavin' the flag, we makin' them n***as surrender (They bitch ass)
Hit his ass three different ways with three different K's, we put his dumb ass in a blender
Whenever I bounce on the opps, tryna hit me a top, I be aimin' that bitch at the center (Head)
Whenever I do me a show, I feel like Lil Durk, got three hundred shots in the Sprinter
We killed that n***a on camera, go check it out, they posted that shit on Twitter
Hit his all in his stomach, he stand up to shit, he don't even gotta go to the shitter
Blew through four hundred thousand, I ain't had no other choice but to go get richer (Come on)
Come where, where you goin'? The way that I bounce out throwin', they say that I look like a pitcher (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
I'm up in L.A., uppin' a hundred in blues, you would think that I play for the Clippers (N***a, I'm rich as a bitch)
I'm really confused, I wanna be rich as a bitch, why everybody wanna be killers? (The fuck?)
I late for my flight, runnin' all through the airport, so, no, I cannot take pictures (No)
She say, "Von, is you finna fly me out?" Bitch, go jump in the river, gang (You better off killin' yourself, bitch, you dumb as fuck)
[Outro: Vonoff1700]
Turnt up, not turnt up, n***a diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up
Ayy, King, go get his ass