Killin Ëm Lyrics in English Yeat
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Killin Ëm by Yeat from French to English.
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I got, I got
I got, I got
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin 'em
Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
Drugs is killin' em, drugs is killin' em
The mob is killin' 'em, mob is killin' 'em
The mob is killin' 'em, mob is killin' 'em
Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Them guns is killin' 'em, guns is killin' 'em
Them guns is killin' 'em, guns is killin' 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killin' 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killin' 'em
Amphetamine killin' 'em, 'phetamines killin' 'em, yeah, and a muhfucker spendin' 'em
Amphetamine killin' 'em, 'phetamines killin' 'em, yeah, and a muhfucker spendin' 'em
I'm drinkin' that dirty, that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfuckin' what?
I'm drinkin' that dirty, that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfuckin' what?
We come from that dirty, we drinkin' that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff
We come from that dirty, we drinkin' that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff
Yeah, I got some brothers who movin' that chicken, yeah
Yeah, I got some brothers who moved that chicken, yeah
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings, touching the ceiling
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings, touching the ceiling
Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chili's
Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chili's
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly
I touched me a muhfuckin' milli', yeah
I touched me a muhfuckin' milli', yeah
I'm swervin', this diamond, the jewelry
I'm swervin', this diamond, the jewelry
I'm on the side with the gremlin, gremlin
I'm on the side with the gremlin, gremlin
Pull up and fuck my system, the mayhem
Pull up and fuck my system, the mayhem
Them drugs is killin' 'em, drugs is killin 'em
Them drugs is killin' 'em, drugs is killin' 'em
Drugs is killin 'em, killin 'em
Drugs is killin' em, killin' em
I'm takin' the Perc' with Amoxicillin
I'm takin' the Perc' with Amoxicillin
Hit the ceiling lil' bitch, and I'm feelin' 'em
Hit the ceiling lil' bitch, and I'm feelin' 'em
No, you can't rock with the mob, can't rock with the gang
No, you can't rock with the mob, can't rock with the gang
Lil' bitch we not feeling ya
Lil' bitch we don't feel ya
All this shit feeling familiar
All this shit feeling familiar
Got the game in the lock and I'm killin' 'em
Got the game in the lock and I'm killin' 'em
I touch a mil' every first of the month, that's why my pockets not big enough
I touch a thousand' every first of the month, that's why my pockets not big enough
Ride 'round the city inside of the Tonka, yeah, but this shit still not big enough
Ride 'round the city inside of the Tonka, yeah, but this shit still not big enough
Come every time back from my break, yeah, and I'm all on the charts
Come every time back from my break, yeah, and I'm all on the charts
When I geek up, lil' bitch, I go to the sky, bitch, I live on the stars
When I geek up, lil' bitch, I go to the sky, bitch, I live on the stars
Fuck what you sayin', lil' bitch, you is not one of us, you is not one of ours
Fuck what you sayin', lil' bitch, you ain't one of us, you ain't one of ours
Yeah, I made this shit up, but I'm back on the charts
Yeah, I made this shit up, but I'm back on the charts
Head number one for the month, yeah, stay number one for the year
Head number one for the month, yeah, stay number one for the year
Yeah, I turn up the muhfuckin' metal, yeah, I'm crankin' them gears
Yeah, I turn up the muhfuckin' metal, yeah, I'm crankin' them gears
Yeah, I pull up to London with shanks on me, bitch, I'm stabbin' the Urus
Yeah, I pull up to London with shanks on me, bitch, I'm stabbin' the Urus
Fuck what you sayin' lil' bitch
Fuck what you sayin' lil' bitch
I'ma do all this shit, bitch, I do it for years
I'ma do all this shit, bitch, I do it for years
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round blicks
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Got hunnid round blicks, got hunnid round chops
Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin 'em
Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Drugs is killin 'em, drugs is killin 'em
Drugs is killin' em, drugs is killin' em
The mob is killin' 'em, mob is killin' 'em
The mob is killin' 'em, mob is killin' 'em
Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em
Them guns is killin' 'em, guns is killin' 'em
Them guns is killin' 'em, guns is killin' 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killin' 'em
Gun gon' shoot, it go killin' 'em
Amphetamine killin' 'em, 'phetamines killin' 'em, yeah, and a muhfucker spendin' 'em
Amphetamine killin' 'em, 'phetamines killin' 'em, yeah, and a muhfucker spendin' 'em
I'm drinkin' that dirty, that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfuckin' what?
I'm drinkin' that dirty, that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfuckin' what?
We come from that dirty, we drinkin' that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff
We come from that dirty, we drinkin' that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff
I got some brothers who movin' that chicken
I got some brothers who moved that chicken
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings, touching the ceiling
Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings, touching the ceiling
Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chili's
Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chili's
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly
Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly
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