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ynw melly - killuminati lyrics

[intro]
everything foreign, haha
ayy, ayy, ayy
through his body, through his body, oh, oh, ayy (blatt)
ayy (blatt), ayy (blatt)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (pull up on the scene)
ayy, ayy (we slidin’)
bro, you gotta listen to this, for real, ayy

[verse 1]
i was down on my d-ck, tryna run me up a check
got the glock 26, i’m tryna trade it for a tec
shawty all on my d-ck, said she tryna give me neck
but she f-ckin’ the crew, d-mn, she wanna have s-x
got a hundred round extension on that motherf-cking thing
if you run up on me wrong, we gotta let the ruger bang
if you run up the ground, we gotta let the ruger slay
and you know we tryna get it, gotta get it out of there

[chorus]
i was down on my d-ck, tryna hit another l!ck
gave a f-ck ’bout a opp, we tryna up that other bl!ck
tryna air it out if they f-ckin’ with the crew
we ain’t worried ’bout sh-t, ’cause them 7.62’s
tryna rip through his body, went through his body, pop
i am not ‘lluminati, no, ‘lluminati wild
pray to god that i got it, pray to god, wow
pray to god and i got it, i got a goddess, wow

[verse 2]
okay, ooh, she a goddess
we got racks in them pockets
she gon’ f-ck on the crew
we got double alliance
i’ma go get the money
we ain’t f-ckin’ with molly
and my young n-gga trippin’, he say he just caught a body
ride that d-ck, maserati
ride that d-ck, kawasaki
if you get it, i’m fly
we do not need a pilot
if you wanna get money
gotta get the deposit
gotta run up that check
even if it come to robbin’
even if it come to stealin’, k!llin’ or drug dealin’
we gotta run up the sack, i’m tryna get to a millie
she wanna f-ck on the crew, she tryna f-ck on civilians
i’m tryna get this money, don’t give a f-ck ’bout these children
we gettin’ a hundred racks, hundred racks on the daily
i’m tryna get it, no beyonce and no jay-z
but i wanna be in that billionaire side world
and i’ma buy a yellow phone, diamonds [?]

[outro]
loaded on that oil, oh
diamonds yellow, white, and they drippin’ like snow (woah)
i ain’t even gotta have no jewelry on to f-ck ’em (blatt)
i ain’t even gotta have no pistol just to tuck ’em (b-tch)
i’ma get this money, i’ma slime a motherf-cker (oh)
don’t play ’round with a violent motherf-cker (oh)
and you know we come in perfect timin’, motherf-cker (oh)
i’m grimy motherf-cker, i’m grimy motherf-cker (blatt)

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