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KILLSTREAK Lyrics by BVDMIND

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Chorus: (BOY FLOSS)
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
Run up the racks like nothing
Kick a bitch out the crib if she frontin
With this emo hoe and she buggin

Verse 1: (BOY FLOSS)
I got money i know that its comin
5 bands and your homie get hurt
5 bands and that bitch finna twerk
Getting money had to put in my work
Finessin finessing finessin the commas i Know i got money like durk
I ain’t fuckin no bitch off a perc
I put time and money into my work
Clean, just like detergent
In the mall, splurgin
Get me mad and my homie gon purge
We slidin
If she behave she get a
Tennis bracelet cuz im paid
You gotta watch the words that you say
In the game you never ever play
Name a price then i pay
Walk in the mall wit the bank
Bitch i walk in that bitch wit a tool
Walk in that bitch and i spray
Bitch im money makin in LA
Bitch im feeling like im drake
Fuckin that bitch off that ooo
Ima pull up wit a shank

Verse 2: (Jahzae Rose)
Why you like making me pissed off
I walk around with a load in my tank
Nigga fuck what you think when it lift off
We can banging out, outside lets get
No room for no talk, that’s how hot it get
Had to come check on your temperature
Just to see upfront how hot do you get
As soon as I enter the room there be Bitches on me
Never my fault that Im lucky
This bitch wanna fuck me
My pockets always been so chubby
She study be touching my body
I don’t want none with you Im sorry
All of these bitches Im fucking on
Got me thinking its really a hobby
Niggas be mad cause I stole they bitch
My dick In my hand, nigga suck my dick
Shooting shots at me
But the smoke don’t exist
Had to cut up just to cut down
Can’t step on my feet put my foot down
Intercepting these hoes when I touch down
Im back in this bih
The way that this money
Moving be a glitch
The way that this money moving be a Glitch, the brick to the face be the size of My fist
Money be calling me as soon as Im awake From the chirps of the birds in the morning
Put on my best fit just to ride
Niggas be jealous, oh my gosh
Yah be on lame shit, the same shit, that Got you scared from going outside

Chorus: (BOY FLOSS)
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
Run up the racks like nothing
Kick a bitch out the crib if she frontin
With this emo hoe and she buggin

Verse 3: (KASASHI)
Loving the box like my i’m roddy
Twinning with shonny
Praising the lord like i’m rocky
Going insane
His bitches the number of dame
Brown eyes like i made the fame
Blood on the grin
All of my dogs know i’m dialed in
Sliming her out
Without a doubt blocking the hate that They tout
From the east side
Like fuck are you talking about
Survived a snake like I’m posner
Car smelled like smokers
Grew too much i can not hold her
She so conceited
I’m with E.T. like i’m steven
Cool it down i’m way too heated
52 pick up
Feeling like outlaw
Trippin like white girl off of the white claw
Do what i gotta do that’s that grawww
Love two ma
Break shit like i’m off the wall
Fuck it we ball
Same height as kenny but act like i’m tall
Feeling like jd. without the doll
I’m so appalled
Bitches can't mess with the clique
Sweet chin music and shit
Middle of the ocean but
Stopped by saint kitts
Remove the u hoe i’m not british
EST my name bianca
They green with the envy no BVD but
Lookin like blanka
Going doscientos like i am bad bunny
Been a hitman know
My days have been sonny
Been a hitman got barcode blood money
Baddies to the left bitch got pure honey
Me and bro add up the number of barkley
Sideways how long we gone be the top
Saturday sunday like i’m off the kpop
What’s left besides the peace
Walking on eggshells he’s
Scared of the crease
I’ve been silent. why you making problems
Fly out to greece scratching the names
Off the fleece
Asking questions in private the public gone Toast you
Hanzo go up 2
Seeing ghosts hoe i can still feel the love
Feeling the love
5’6 but you still my pup
Bitch like what
Bitch like what
Got a splash bro like i play for the dubs
Blocking hoes just like i’m
James in the clutch
Number the same as judge
But i’m still the one
Besides my mom bitch i’m nobody son
Bitch i’m nobody son
Nobody son

Chorus: (BOY FLOSS)
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
You gotta keep it a hunnit
Run up the racks like nothing
Kick a bitch out the crib if she frontin
With this emo hoe and she buggin

Verse 4: BVDMIND
Who woulda thought i could spit like this
Raised on ozzy and cobain
I’m on her shirt like a stain
He tired of hearing my name
But some things never change
She only play me in the car
So you know my songs in his head like a scar
The shit that i’ve done in the dark
You wouldn’t forgive me
My momma would tear me apart
Hold up wait lemme get it started
Bando playgrounds made me heartless
Back of the car and i lost my wallet
Why the fuck are we at this party?
Tryna decode me bitch i ain’t haley
Yah so creepy cosby spacey
Link wit them they triforce you
Last name storm hit ‘em wit a force field
Force too strong like Anakin
See me on stage they panicking
Freeze in place like mannequin
Till I Put ‘em in chains like alice in
If you don’t know me then where you been
Cuz i been on the web like spiderman
You ain’t playing my songs
Well that’s a shocker
I bring the venom
Like eddie brock does
Fuck this shit came from the jects
So i got no time for ya petty ass threats
And ya fake ass jewels
And ya off brand threads
How i’m broke as fuck but i got more flex
Been through shit so i’m hard like HJ
Stainless steel so u know i don’t decay
Hear this shit she goin let it replay like
Damn bae you goin be bigger than tay
Went from sittin in the courtrooms
Soon i’m sittin in a jet
For now it’s just a lil red ford
Till the labels know who to respect
Swear i used to be a good guy
Now i live wit no regret
Bitch i’m the villain of east side
Play wit me you get stretched
I’m dropping
Back 2 back 2 back 2 back 2 back 2 back
2 back
Then if i drop just one more
That’s 8 times going plat
Been through the gutter the trauma the Lovers it taught me watch my back
I see that you copy my clothes
And stealing my flows
We know that you wanna be BVD
So keep it a hunnit
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