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the killing of christ - jimmy yitty lyrics

yeah, uh
what, what, what
uh, what
passionate like the k!lling of christ
passionate like the k!lling of christ
passionate like the k!lling of christ
we gon’ see if you bout all dem tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
i’m on dawes with the fish and the ice
passionate like the k!lling of christ
this ain’t no accident, hitting it twice
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
i ran him down on his street
i chopped to that man , he a bean
i chopped to that boy, he a fiend
why that b*tch think she a queen
you aight lil b*tch you’re a c
posing for pictures , i throw up my b
i’m in all black, he ain’t notice me
taking my rhymes, but i flow like the sea
you ain’t going nowherе cause i’m holding the lead
all thе things that you want but i know it’s for me
i know it’s deeper than what you can see
i hope you make it to be all you can be
yeah
passion like the k!lling of christ
every time that i hit from the side
i miss the twitch in her eye
she left me for a next man
cheated on him, he ain’t hitting it right
f*cked a n*gga behind my back
where da hot potato at?
she a hot chetto b*tch
she be a cheating b*tch
i might go vegeta b*tch
yeah, i might go vegeta b*tch
yeah
yeah
passionate like the k!lling of christ
passionate like the k!lling of christ
passionate like the k!lling of christ
we gon’ see if you bout all dem tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
i’m on dawes with the fish and the ice
passionate like the k!lling of christ
this ain’t no accident, hitting it twice
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
east yitty, what’s poppin wit it? huh
the first borough, where’s our props n*gga
yo
n*gga we bagging white
this not for bragging rights
my n*gga on curfew, he still out after 9
this b*tch is cap, yo look at this m.a.g.a dyk*
cause her man p*ssy, no he a hermaphrodite
yitty won’t be on the track, if it’s not packaged right
i gotta half zip, its cleaner than baby wipes
always know where it’s at, i treat it baby*like
a opp ran up on me, pulled out a baby 9
yeah

passionate like the k!lling of christ
passionate like the k!lling of christ
passionate like the k!lling of christ
we gon’ see if you bout all dem tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
i’m on dawes with the fish and the ice
passionate like the k!lling of christ
this ain’t no accident, hitting it twice
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets
we gon’ see if you bout all your tweets

- jimmy yitty lyrics

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