Lyrics KILLY – Elixir
Text:
Digital come with the manual (Yeah)
Call drip cause we do this so casual (Yeah)
Catch if we three steps ahead of you (Ahead of you)
That’s if I remember you (Yeah)
Jeweler he proud of me
Also I leave pride in me
Fuck everybody that doubted me (Fuck em)
Fuck around catch a casualty
Breaking it down (Woah)
My broski like pottery
Lean givin’ me cavities (What)
Late night to the south (Yeah)
Bring your bad side to me
She put that ass on me (Ass)
Different identities (Who)
Not who they pretend to be (Who are you)
Thank you not friend with me
Move with the sticks (Stick)
Stink like a celery
The clip got longevity (Yeah)
I’m dressed in helmet, Nike, G&D and Dior (Dior)
Little bitch come through pass your phone at the door (Door)
Open up that mosh pit and then fucking brawl (Yeah, yeah)
If my own left hand let the night unfold (Yeah, yeah)
After the show skirt off in the UFO (Skirrt)
Light years away from myself, far from home (Home)
Roll up my dope, you take one toke then you choke (Choke, choke, choke)
Off the coast, all the hoes bottles up on the boat (Boat, boat, boat)
Gucci sneakers
Better leave Earth, go to York all in my leisure (What)
Looking at me like how I fit three in a beemer (Coupe, vrr, vrr)
Pullin’ a pic to Playboy, but it’s like Easter (Yeah)
These diamonds they do not dance, they just the seizure (Yeah, yeah)
I just put my left wrist in the freezer
Digital come with the manual (Yeah)
Call drip cause we do this so casual (Yeah)
Catch if we three steps ahead of you (Ahead of you, ahead of you)
That’s if I remember you (Yeah)
My mama called me, and she told she proud of me
Jeweler he proud of me
Also I leave pride in me
Fuck everybody that doubted me (Fuck em)
Fuck around catch a casualty
Breaking it down (Woah)
My broski like pottery
Lean givin’ me cavities (What)
Late night to the south (Yeah)
Bring your bad side to me
She put that ass on me (Ass)
Different identities (Who)
Not who they pretend to be (Who are you)
Thank you not friend with me
Move with the sticks (Stick)
Stink like a celery
The clip got longevity (Yeah)
Gucci sneakers
Issey Miyake my tee shirt (What, Yeah)
Better leave Earth, go to York all in my leisure (What)
Looking at me like how I fit three in a beemer (Coupe, vrr, vrr)
Pullin’ a pic to Playboy, but it’s like Easter (Yeah, yeah)