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killstreaking - jtć mariø lyrics

k!llstreaking lyrics
[intro]
(lez!)

[chorus]
i’m k!llstreaking, what’s my body count?
just trying to see a lot of zeros in my bank account
let’s keep the mowers in the grass, too many snakes around
they wasn’t messing with my style so n*ggas hate me now, i’m feeling extra wild
don’t get c*cky, this a throwaway
i don’t do capping in my bars, my words are lowercased
come learn a lesson, i’m the teacher, you the protege
they couldn’t keep a n*gga down, a n*gga overcame (jtc, talk to them)

[verse 1]
jtc, just too cool but right now i’m feeling hot
this ain’t bout no liquor store but my n*ggas giving shots
only keep the real around me, move the fake sh*t off the block
she drop it low, spin like a top
my circle small so f*ck the opps
all i do is exotic sh*t, exotic smoke , exotic glocks
she gone whip it out my pants and give a jhit exotic slop
riding round inside the buick, spend it all, get it back
you don’t want no smoke boy, leave them swishers in the pack
if i throw them f*cking bullets , who gone catch it? (catch it)
hit a n*gga for his cuban, took a picture with the necklace
i’m so reckless, pockets getting big, they looking just like precious
tryna rock out with them bands and leave him stretched out on the stretcher
[chorus]
i’m k!llstreaking, what’s my body count?
just trying to see a lot of zeros in my bank account
let’s keep the mowers in the grass, too many snakes around
they wasn’t messing with my style so n*ggas hate me now, i’m feeling extra wild
don’t get c*cky, this a throwaway
i don’t do capping in my bars, my words are lowercased
come learn a lesson, i’m the teacher, you the protege
they couldn’t keep a n*gga down, a n*gga overcame (jtc, talk to them)

[verse 2]
grinding just like tony hawk, jump out with a skateboard
what the f*ck? how the f*ck they let them eagleboys take more?
lean inside my styrofoam, i’m tryna take course
baby girl, go put your clothes back on, don’t really want the wh0re
(huh, b*tch) you was just a fan, steady dissing on them eagleboys, won’t see your mans again
riding round inside the sprinter van, you hoes cannot get in
sending disses on the net, b*tch, you know you got me bent
high up in this motherf*cker, exotic drugs up in this motherf*cker
someone grab the cup
i got dummies going ‘tarded , they don’t really give no f*cks
out the swamps with all the gators, country boy been zooted up

- jtc mario lyrics

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