Killer by Trae feat. Problem & Stalin (2024)

All I smoke is killer, all my hoes is killer
All my clothes is killer
Half my bros is killers
All I smoke is killer, all my hoes is killer
All my clothes is killer
Half my bros is killers
That's killer (wut?) killer (wut?) killer
Killer (wut?) killer (wut?) killer
That's killer (wut?) killer (wut?) killer
Killer (wut?) killer (wut?) so die nigg*

I'm the king of the streets
You nigg*s know how it goes
My money too tall, you better get on yo toes
You nigg*s loving these bitches
I'm out here f*ckin these hoes
I got gorillas and choppas
Bitch you ain't f*ckin with those
Just had a mote in my city
I told er to close you lil nigg* from Texas
So I'm tellin my foes
Give er the riddle rip tile
Left open those doors
If a nigg* wanna get famous I get him exposed
I'm a crew with the truth
Yea everything killer take it to the hood
Better then than the gorilla
Nig risk two chains, everything tilla
Yo bitch mad cuz a nigg* don't feel er
Pimp sh*t high, game lsate night drilla
G might burn yea I stay triller
Great on drink, Ross going off killer
So many whips, Dre should've been the deala
Everything get me garage it's on me
I'm a G nothing, my type nigg* that yall be
This ain't say nothing like
Something that yall see if I in the sir
So nigg* what do you call me?
First class on a nigg*, take that bitch
I'll walk in the club and take that bitch
I only go in the club to throw racks bitch
If I ain't in the hood I'm in sax bitch

Yea, I'm that Problem that
nigg*s be talkin about
Why? Cuz they be just puss*
Is what I be chuckin on now
Fly, you might see me floatin somewhere
On the top of yo house
Try, my brother will pull up and put
That black Glock in yo mouth
For real tho, hell yea nigg* for real tho
Trappin before I was rappin
Still can get you that meatloaf
That's why yall nigg*s is dild*
Fake dicks to me, you a mystery
Make you history
Run up on me and you'll be quick to see
I don't take it as a moment victory
But it won't be me though
Nah, I be harder to find than Nemo
Cuz I'm on that BO double S sh*t
Pull up 30 deep, no guest list
And then I try to wear he breast 6
So damn that's bigger than Texas
Come on nigg*!

Line fly, we kill sh*t
She a freak, I hit her with a deal quick
All these nigg*s be actin up
Boy I hit yo kill switch
Pull up in that Ben, I made you slip
Pocket full of bands, I'm filthy rich
Hatin ass nigg* I f*cked yo bitch
Now breaks on the low, I work a twist
See me in the kitchen, I work my wrist
I get it for the low, I skill fitch
Why all the diamonds, same color as piss?
She a drug mule nigg*, co*ke in her tit's
All I do is get money but I play no kicks
All she do is suck dick and
Give me all her chips
Tryna sell a quarter key, nigg* 9 zips
Smoking on this kill like I'm Richie Rich
Getting high with my nigg*s
Just shootin sh*t
Got a bad bitch blowin all turn to spit
40 on my waist with a 30 dick
Play or hate nigg*, that's nerve sh*t
West on them nigg*s we murdered sh*t
West on them nigg*s we murdered sh*t
West on them nigg*s we murdered sh*t
West on them nigg*s we murdered sh*t