Killin' It

[Hook: BeatKing] Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, loook at me, look at me Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it Turnt up with bottles and models that's word to Bun B I'm too trill with it Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it Your main all on my dick in VIP and she feelin' it Look at me, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it Hol' up, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, look at me, look at me Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it We gon' flex forever, bitch you gon' have to deal with it [Verse: BeatKing] Club God got paper and I'm fucking these bitches, eventhough I am fat In the Lex with your lames with your main givin' brain, I got 12's in the back Everybody in the club, anybody that you chillin' with Tap him on his shoulder and say bitch I'm killin' it I got 10 bottles, look at the sparkles bitch don't burn your forehead You don't wanna fuck, your friend she peepin', you salty that's okay Yella bitch in her feelings, I'm too cool I do not deal with this Cause Imma fuck her friend, hit it from the back, she like nigga you killin' it I'm a ratchet, I'm [?] and we go up in Metropolis We go DJ Diamond, these hoes on my dick cause we famous Nut on your bitch and her face when I'm aimin' She on the molly, she ain't trippin', she real with it Imma send Jhene Aiko a DM, when she open it, it's gon' be bitch I'm killin' it If you gettin' paper salute Club God a institute Bad bitch Imma hit it like Babe Ruth If she pretty I eat it like Babe Ruth Texas Hammer, we got the juice My slab it ain't got no roof and I'm killin' it You should kill yourself if you built like [?] I'm out the H, niggas gon' hate but fuck 'em I like these hoes, but don't love 'em I fuck these hoes, but don't cuff 'em Bitch I get paper it's nothing 5 years strong and I'm still in it Nillik ti, BeatKing what did that say ? Bitch I'm killin' it [Hook: BeatKing] Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, loook at me, look at me Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it Turnt up with bottles and models that's word to Bun B I'm too trill with it Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it Your main all on my dick in VIP and she feelin' it Look at me, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it Hol' up, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, look at me, look at me Killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it We gon' flex forever, bitch you gon' have to deal with it