KILLA SSEASON Robb Bank$

[Intro]
Bitch, uh
Femto
Big SSETT, uh huh
The Union
Yeah, swea' (Yea)
Broward County, I promise you
I think I might be happy
Yeh-yeah
Yea-yea-yeah, yea-yeah (Yeah, another one, 'nother one)
I like you
Hol up, I'm like

[Verse 1]
Who you niggas is, where you niggas stay? (Yeah, yeah)
Yall ain't cut like that, and I'm tailor-made (Yeah, facts)
You gon' cuff the thot, I already slayed (Yeah, yeah)
Right outside the trap, I seen a nigga laid (Grrt, bap)
Touch her lady parts, leave it on her frontal (Don't touch me)
Ten up on the spot, Twenty on the spot (Turn the beat up)
Got the Glocks bustin', got your heart rushin' (Seizure)
Head concussion, Gaza like Russian (Rawr, rawr, rawr)

[Chorus]
I be like move, move, move (WOK WOK)
Get out the way (YUH)
Cause I move the bricks, I get out the yay' (Rawr, raaah)
I got two more clips to get out and spray (YUH, YUH)
I got all blue tips that's stuffed in that K (YUH, YUH, YUH)
And I'm like whoa whoa whoa, get your hand out my face (Bitch)
Do a Van Dam drop and hop out the air (YUH, YUH)
She went to Stanford, but ain't really the brains (Yeah, swea')
Know I got the answers, don't question what I say (boop boop boop boop, WOKKK)