Killah (ft Gesaffelstein)

Killer

Standin’ on the corner, smokin’ that grass, and the boys all pass me by
Talkin’ some shit, but can’t handle my ass, I’m a murderer in disguise
Yeah, you wanna be cool, but you makin’ me mad, bite my lip, it starts to bleed
Yeah, it tastes so good, but it gotta be bad if I’m gonna get you home

Gonna make the curtains scream, believe it
Gonna make the ceiling shake for me
I’ma be a full-time bedroom diva
I’m gonna make you scream, that’s a matter of fact, don’t be a fantasy

I’m a killer
And when you gonna die? Tonight, oh
Killer, killer, killer, killer (killer)
I’m a killer
And when you gonna die? Tonight, oh
Killer, killer, killer, killer (killer)
Killer

I light up my final cigarette, I’ll burn a hole right through your eyes
Lookin’ at you like a zombie killer, hungry for a homicide
If I get you alone until you’re skin and bone, I’ma try you on for size
About to wear you out like my favorite suit, who’s paralyzed?

Gonna make the curtains scream, believe it
Gonna make the ceiling shake for me
I’ma be a full-time bedroom diva
I’m gonna make you scream, that’s a matter of fact, don’t be a fantasy

I’m a killer
And when you gonna die? Tonight, oh
Killer, killer, killer, killer (killer)
I’m a killer
And when you gonna die? Tonight, oh
Killer, killer, killer, killer (killer)
Killer

Killer
Woo

I’m a killer
And when you gonna die? Tonight
Killer