Mayalino

Mayalino - Kilos lyrics

rate me

I turn my candle on, I’ve been fasting

I got Gucci, Louis, pin it on my casket

She got that Jimmy Choo ‘cause she asked for it

She wear that Betsy Johnson ‘cause she asked for it

The spirit get the money ‘cause my body tight

Count them 20’s, count them 50’s, count them 100’s loud

And broke niggas hate it man, fuck

And broke bitches hate it man, fuck

That coke money pretty, man, that paper spark

This drug dealer balling man, my body spark

We ain’t got no credit cards, just paper here

Thousand dollar fee just to get in here

Got up by the hood selling kilos

I bought my kids clothes selling kilos

Support my baby mama selling kilos

Put food on the table selling kilos

Kilos pay my bills, the lights on

Kilos pay my bills, the gas on

Kilos pay my bills, the water on

Kilos pay my bills, the cable on

Caught the balloon, let that bird fly

30 000 cash, let the bird fly

Beautiful when the birds fly

Fly into the sky till they see God

Jet black nigga, 7400, double G click, 400

Wolf pack gang right off, hot it

Necked that blood, got that shit started

They pussy niggas, they don’t want it

Broke niggas, they don’t want it

Fake niggas, they don’t want it

A hundred guns, hundred keys, I got it

Gold chain, gold watch, clear diamonds

iPhone, pearl truck, pearl car, pearl socks, pearl high

Nigga, we pearl hot

Got up by the hood selling kilos

I bought my kids clothes selling kilos

Support my baby mama selling kilos

Put food on the table selling kilos

Kilos pay my bills, the lights on

Kilos pay my bills, the gas on

Kilos pay my bills, the water on

Kilos pay my bills, the cable on

Caught the balloon, let that bird fly

30 000 cash, let the bird fly

Beautiful when the birds fly

High into the sky till they see God

Lift the mics like the power tank

Break them brick like the power tank

I’m a chest like the power tank

Praise the lord like the power tank

Selling coke while my grandma sings

Load my gun while my grandma sings

That bird talking, ain’t got no wings

That chick is fine, it’s KFC

You take a piece, you cook a piece, you buy the piece

You fuck them pussies, I don’t want no piece

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