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fat trel - killa rell lyrics

[intro]
yeah, k!lla rell
called k!lla rell, yeah
he been catchin’ bodies like k!ller whales, yeah
yeah, n-gga shout out k!lla kell, yeah

[chorus]
north east, some n-gga named k!lla rell, yeah, uh
catchin’ bodies like k!ller whales, yeah, man
shout out my n-gga k!lla kell, yeah, yeah
shout out k!lla and kell, yeah
north east n-gga, get my grind on, get your shine on
hope you got your pistol, n-gga, mine on, get your mind blown

[verse 1]
sellin’ c0ke, b-tch, moncler raincoat
all this colored money, b-tch, it’s rainbow
you can’t name a place a n-gga can’t go
glock got a switch, n-gga, what the f-ck i gotta aim for?
they say my money longer than some train smoke
we want all the murder, n-gga, chain smoke
we can shoot lil’ shane at the same boat
when i was 7 years younger, i was trained to go
what’s the fastest way to get a meal ticket?
might just use some c0ke and go and deal with it
over this money, i’ll k!ll with it
was with this sh-t before the rappin’, b-tch, i’m still with it
my lawyer called me, say i got a court date
i’ma walk in that b-tch in some north face
plus i smell like pack and i’m for sure late
you want a tail with your slippers, n-gga, horseplay
you know i care about the money, stop playin’
had a quarter ticket on me when i came in
had a couple b-tches with me that ain’t take d-ck
n-gga flewed off, they don’t say sh-t, yeah

[verse 2]
i’m a north east n-gga, i ain’t changin’
in the cold, i’m on bentley road, chasin’
i remember i had pounds in the bas-m-nt
grandma used to catch me out but i ain’t say sh-t
i’ma go to school, i would sell it all
c0ke in my sock, weed in my drawers
buy ecstasy, them freaky b-tches gon’ purchase it all
i’m duckin’ metal detectors, ain’t runnin’ from the law
yeah, back on sixteenth for the ice down
ten years later, i’m on spikes now
three diamond rings, b-tch, bite down
she gon’ come and f-ck a n-gga right now
say it with your chest, lil’ n-gga, pipe down
and if you see the red and blue, then cut your lights down
i got the best, b-tch, and i can roll it right now
and matter fact, b-tch, you know i’m rollin’ right now
north east n-gga, where the funds at?
feds press us out, where the guns at?
pretty stripper b-tches, where the ones at?
all you n-ggas gangsters, where my sons at?

- fat trel lyrics

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