Yung Thicc Boi, Ferny G - KILLIN' IT Lyrics

Ayy I Pull Up With A Glock
Ayy Bitch I Got It On Lock
Ayy Leave You Lined In That Chalk
Now I’m Running From Them Cops
I’m Smokin On Them Crops
Smokin On Them Rocks (GRRAHH)
Ayy What The Fuck
Yo Bitch Wanna Suck
(BOI)
Cause She On My Drugs
Hoe We fuckin' Thugs
Ayy Bitch I’m Tha Plug
Gunshots Now You Duck
Ayy I Grab My AK
Shots Spray
I get the pay
Pull up at the yo house
Fuck your spouse
In ya own Place
Never Catch A Case
Bitch I’m In A High speed Chase
What the fuck did you just say
Leave 10 shots in his face
You a pussy boi won’t pull the trigger
I’m bigger
Drinking liquor
I’m Slicker
Ayy it’s Cold must be winter
She thiccer
She finna slide up on my dick sir
Your bitch on my trunk
Tell her not to get a splinter
Makin' a motion picture
Sell hella copies Imma be richer
Racking in the money Imma gain 6 figures
And Imma fuckin' rain on all these strippers
Runnin' out our country
(Runnin' out our country)
Sittin' on this money
(Sittin' on this money bitch)
You know I be funny
(You know I be funny)
Gettin' shit done honey
(Gettin' shit done honey)
Aye, lemme break it down
I got the skill to receiving all the bills
And nobody gonna stop me cause I be in charge of thrills
And I know you listen here but baby just disappear
And get lost in this music lemme wiggle in your ear
Left to right
Side to side
Pull up on the motherfucka'
Time to die
Left to right
Side to side
No need to hide
Cause Imma take your life
These boys don't wanna see me get it
Not sharin' they fuckin' selfish
Thinkin' that they got bars cars thinkin' that they winnin'
I don't need that shit, lemme rap and I'll be lit
If you see me comfortable, you know that I be KILLIN' IT
(You know that I be KILLIN' IT)
(You know that I be KILLIN' IT)
Yeah, Aye,

Ayy I Pull Up With A Glock
Ayy Bitch I Got It On Lock
Ayy Leave You Lined In That Chalk
Now I’m Running From Them Cops
I’m Smokin On Them Crops
Smokin On Them Rocks (GRRAHH)
Ayy What The Fuck
Yo Bitch Wanna Suck
(BOI)
Cause She On My Drugs
Hoe We fuckin' Thugs
Ayy Bitch I’m Tha Plug
Gunshots Now You Duck
Ayy I Grab My AK
Shots Spray
I get the pay
Pull up at the yo house
Fuck your spouse
In ya own Place
Never Catch A Case
Bitch I’m In A High speed Chase
What the fuck did you just say
Leave 10 shots in his face
You a pussy boi won’t pull the trigger
I’m bigger
Drinking liquor
I’m Slicker
Ayy it’s Cold must be winter
She thiccer
She finna slide up on my dick sir
Your bitch on my trunk
Tell her not to get a splinter
Makin' a motion picture
Sell hella copies Imma be richer
Racking in the money Imma gain 6 figures
And Imma fuckin' rain on all these strippers
Runnin' out our country
(Runnin' out our country)
Sittin' on this money
(Sittin' on this money bitch)
You know I be funny
(You know I be funny)
Gettin' shit done honey
(Gettin' shit done honey)
Aye, lemme break it down
I got the skill to receiving all the bills
And nobody gonna stop me cause I be in charge of thrills
And I know you listen here but baby just disappear
And get lost in this music lemme wiggle in your ear
Left to right
Side to side
Pull up on the motherfucka'
Time to die
Left to right
Side to side
No need to hide
Cause Imma take your life
These boys don't wanna see me get it
Not sharin' they fuckin' selfish
Thinkin' that they got bars cars thinkin' that they winnin'
I don't need that shit, lemme rap and I'll be lit
If you see me comfortable, you know that I be KILLIN' IT
(You know that I be KILLIN' IT)
(You know that I be KILLIN' IT)
Yeah, Aye,