Lyrics Robb Bank$ – Killer

I’m working on dying
Uh, uhhhh (RAWR RAWR RAWR)
RAAAWR
Ay, ay

Killer, dealer, hydrogen filler
And I’m in the cut on sizzurp
Oh, you teach arts & crafts? Let’s scissor
Hit her, Twitter or dm me on Insta
I just got the hoe out the motel six, and you took her out to dinner (YUH)
I see about ten of them dawg
One my one, I’m finna pick them off
Say you SSET and you know you fraud
HK, SK, nigga take y’all off
And I walk like a badmon, y’all
I’m a Broward county nigga, I ain’t a fan of them, dawg (Yeah)
I just made me an M&M, dawg
Put a bag on your head get you top chopped off

I just told her keep up with the pace
I just took it out my pants, put it on her face (RAAAWR)
I just took her to the back and went to outer space (YUH)
Call me Luke Skywalker with the green lightsaber (YUH, YUH)
Shots move, pace swift like Taylor
Imma hit em up, while you watch for the raiders (YUH)
She gon give it up, oh we not gonna take her (YUH)
You know how I give it up, I got flavor to savor
Told your lil bitch, come swing my way
She backed it back, I hit it outta frame (yeah)
Young Basqui here, show you how far I came
Blonde bitch tryna fuck, get the bill ?

I was in North Carolina, tryna fuck her legs off
Took her shirt off, twist it round her head
Wave it like a helicopter
Feel like night at the improv, y’all niggas comical
I might just skrrt off
Hit a nigga block with the K, get caught by the helicopter

Killer, dealer
Hydrogen filler
And I’m in the cut on sizzurp
Oh, you teach arts & crafts? Let’s scissor
Hit her, Twitter or dm me on Insta
I just got the hoe out the motel six, and you took her out to dinner (YUH)
I see about ten of them dawg
One my one, I’m finna pick them off
Say you SSET and you know you fraud
HK, SK, nigga take y’all off
And I walk like a badmon, y’all
I’m a Broward county nigga, I ain’t a fan of them, dawg (Yeah)
I just made me an M&M, dawg
Put a bag on your head get you top chopped off