Killin' It! - Matt Braunger

Yeah, yeah 아무나 하는 그런 노랜 low (low, mm) 모두 다 손들어 거친 나의 flow (flow, ya) 매스컴 난리 paparazzi hound me (ayy) Surprise, 너넨 운이 좋게, found me 깔, 처음이지 난 본 적 없는 깔 확 튀지만 독특한 이게 내 색깔 누가 뭐래도 swaggy, 다른 내 빛깔 I'm the boss, I'm the man, I'm a super, super, super 나는 superstar, already know that (ayy) 이대로 난 never wanna go back (ayy) 나를 따라다녀, call me all day 내가 하는 건 왠지 있어 보이지, ah, man 태양이 불타듯 열정을 태워, singing 나를 몰라도 끌리게 될걸 Yeah, I bet, I bet they're looking at me now 나만의 때깔, all my clothes 내 노래의 빛깔, yeah, we roll 무릎 꿇을걸, you already know You, you already know we killin' it, da-da-da, da, da 죽이지 때깔 when we play 내 춤은 한칼, yeah, we slay 기가 죽을 걸, I got it made You, you already know we killin' it, da-da-da, da, da My root came 2005 To 두 탕 뛰고 난 지금까지, still alive now I have a star, 것도 six-piece, 빛이 핑 stylish My vision, ambition, 맹신 난 가진 reason, it's me 깔, 처음이지 난 본 적 없는 깔 확 튀지만 독특한 이게 내 색깔 누가 뭐래도 swaggy, 다른 내 빛깔 I'm the boss, I'm the man, I'm a super, super, super 태양이 불타듯 열정을 태워, singing 나를 몰라도 끌리게 될걸 Yeah, I bet, I bet they're looking at me now 나만의 때깔, all my clothes 내 노래의 빛깔, yeah, we roll 무릎 꿇을걸, you already know You, you already know we killin' it, da-da-da, da, da 죽이지 때깔 when we play 내 춤은 한칼, yeah, we slay 기가 죽을 걸, I got it made You, you already know we killin' it, da-da-da, da, da We go up, we go up, 다, 다 달아나 번듯한 fit, we go up, 올려 봐 We go up, we go up, 다음, 다음 거리, ha 걸음은 flip, flap 걸어, street, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, 내 길을 막지 마 (막지 마) Can't stop a star from shining (ayy) From shining, so ready, set, let's go Yeah, you already know, boy 나만의 때깔, all my clothes 내 노래의 빛깔, yeah, we roll 무릎 꿇을걸, you already know You, you already know we killin' it, da-da-da, da, da 죽이지 때깔 when we play 내 춤은 한칼, yeah, we slay 기가 죽을 걸, I got it made You, you already know we killin' it, da-da-da, da, da

Polo Boy Production My nigga Que, Johnny (Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin' it!) Ooh, Kodak, I'm so sick I be illin' it (ew) I come with that swag, and they be feelin' it (they be feelin' it) Youngest nigga in the building, how I get in it? (Oh, how I get in here) The DJ fuck with Kodak, he be spinnin' it (oh, he be spinnin' it) Coudn't never save my money, I kept spendin' it (I kept spendin' it) On silly shit, just wilin', bein' ignorant (call my young nigga) Now I'm flippin' it, and doin' tricks with it (on my young nigga) Gettin' money, I just keep on gettin' it Kodak moment, when I come through they be filmin' it (they be on a nigga) You niggas fam and them, I ain't no friend to them (I ain't no friend of you) My homie Shade and I, I call him Eminem (that's crazy man) Flies everywhere, oh, I be killin' em (oh I be killin' em) Lil Kodak on the beat, that's why you listenin' (that's why you listenin') I got gold all on my teeth, yeah, they be glistenin' (glistenin') Swimmin' in the money, you's a fisherman? (You's a fisherman?) Kodak bop and skrt, skrt, I be stickin' it (I be stickin' it) My nigga Jam, he in a predicament (he's in situation) I gave her the boot, just call me Timberland You a hatin' nigga, I pulled up adrenaline (I pull up the energy) Told her give me head first, 'cause I'm a gentleman (I told her go first) All I do spaz, I keep doin' it (I keep doin' it) I'm finessin' for the cash, I'm maneuverin' it Sorry, baby, I can't be your Superman (I can't see you motherfucker) I keep my K's up, call me Kunta K (always win motherfucker) Catch me gettin' two of them Benz, goin' super saiyan Free my nigga Cool, free lil' Cool and them Free my nigga Polo Pool, free Soo Woo and them T-Bird done went down, he brung the crew with him I be slidin' on my lonely, I be coolin' it (I be coolin' it) I'm glad I'm in the coupe, 'cause only two can fit (only two can fit) Young Money on them flockas, and he losin' it (my nigga out of mind) Bam on them flockas, on that stupid shit (he got 'em loss man) I'm all about my guala, stick and move and shit (all about my money) You is just a groupie, you a bougie bitch (just a fucking dick) I don't like you, I just like the way yo' booty sit (I just like your booty) Told her move, get out the way, call me Ludacris (yeah, call me Luda-) Oh, yeah, I'm smoother than some lubricant (smoother) Don't go there, 'cause I don't wanna shoot a bitch Okay Ayy, 1800 block, Project Baby Know your boy, ugly corner boy Ayy, ayy (Polo Boy Production)

(I-I) (I-I) (I-I'm working on dying) (BNYX) (I got, I got) Got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round chops Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin' 'em Drugs is killin' 'em, drugs is killin' 'em The mob is killin"em, mob is killin' 'em Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em Them guns is killin' 'em, gun is killin' 'em Gun gon'shoot, it go killin' 'em Memphetamines killin' 'em, pheramines killin' 'em, yeah, and muhfuckin' spinnin' 'em I'm drinkin' that dirty, that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfuckin' what? We come from that dirty, we drinkin' that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff Yeah, I got some brothers, who movin' that chicken, yeah (Yeah) Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings (Touching the ceiling) Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chili's (What? What? Yeah) Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly (What? What? Yeah) I touched me a muhfuckin' milli', yeah I'm swervin' that fuckin' Chevy I'm on the side with the gremlin, gremlin pull and fuck my system and the mayhem Them drugs is killin' 'em, drugs is killin' 'em Drugs is killin' 'em, killin' 'em I'm talkin' the Perc' with Amoxicillin, hit the ceiling lil' bitch, and I'm feelin' em (Ooh) No you can't rock with the mob, can't rock with the gang, lil'bitch, we not feeling you (Uh) All this shit feeling familiar, uh Gotta give me the lock and I'm killin' 'em (Ooh) I touch a milli' every first of the month, that's why my pockets not big enough (Ooh) Ride 'round the city inside of the Tonka, yeah, but this shit still not enough (Ooh) Come every time back from my break, yeah, and I'm all on the charts (Yeah) When I geek up, lil'bitch, yeah I go to the sky, bitch, I live in the stars (What) Fuck what you sayin', lil' bitch, you is not one of us, you is not one of ours Yeah, I made this shit up, but I'm back on them charts (Yeah) Headin' number one for the month, yeah, stay number one for the year (Yeah) Yeah, I turn up the muhfuckin' metal, yeah, I'm crankin' them hears (Luh crank) Yeah, I pull up to London with shanks on me, bitch, I'm stabbin they ears (Luh shank) Fuck what you sayin' lil' bitch, I'ma do all this shit, bitch, I do it for years (I got, I got) Got hunnid round round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round chops Got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round bitch, got hunnid round chops Them drugs is killin' 'em, killin' 'em Drugs is killin' 'em, drugs is killin' 'em The mob is killin' 'em, mob is killin' 'em Mob is killin' 'em, killin' 'em Them guns is killin' 'em, guns is killin' 'em Gun gon' shoot, it go killin' 'em Memphetamines killin' 'em, 'phetamines killin' 'em, yeah, and muhfuckin' spinnin' 'em I'm drinkin' that dirty that mirty, that cup, that mud, that muhfuckin' what? We come from that dirty, we drinkin'that dirty, we come from that dirty stuff Yeah, I got some brothers who movin' that chicken, yeah (Yeah) Ride on that bitch with AP, on my wrist, on my feelings (Touching the ceiling) Yeah, I been servin' them boys like I'm workin' at Chilli's (What? What? Yeah) Yeah, it's Christmas, it's cold, this shit could get chilly (What? What? Yeah)

Mama said, I got a problem Mama said, I need god Mama said, I got a problem Mama said, I need god And lately I've been chasin lighting And I've been tryin to make it with this hate inside me And I've been to the end of times the way I'm ridin And I've been callin shots so you can say I'm psychic My latest says I need to smile, she says I'm always down Meanwhile I'm tryin to drown Inside this bottle of crown I ain't fuckin around, I've been up and then down I was better when down Everyone that's around, was my homies for real They love me for real, Now I'm fuckin wit Jews arguing over publishing deals. I'm fuckin for real, how the fuck does it feel To go from nothing to something an you fucking for real Mama said, I got a problem Mama said, I need god Mama said, I got a problem Mama said, I need god And I just keep on smokin weed And I just keep on poppin beans And I just keep on sippin lean And I know that it's killin me And things are looking up but I still miss my brother And I still think about the nights that we use to hustle Tears in my eyes, I can feel then coming People talking to me, I ain't hearing nothing I'm riding all alone man, I'm in the zone In airplane mode, I'm turning on my phone And I fucking with no one I need some time And I just need to roll one up and now get high Think about the time we use to ride and talk about it all Now I'm thinking bout you dog everytime I hit the mall On my six, standing tall I'm still mackin in these broads Can't belive this fat boy got that game man I pull them all Mama said, I got a problem Mama said, I need god Mama said, I got a problem Mama said, I need god And I just keep on smokin weed And I just keep on poppin beans And I just keep on sippin lean And I know that it's killin me Oh, let me sing a song about my life, about my life