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Lil Rocca - Kill Shot (feat. Steph) Lyrics



Lil Rocca - Kill Shot (feat. Steph) Lyrics
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(Check yeah)
(Lil Rocca)
(Tik, tik, tik, tik, tik, tik, tik)
(Tik, tik, tik, tik)
(Aye, yuh, tik tok!)
Ice on my wrist feelin' tight on my wrist
Spin the rolley round, it look nice on my wrist
No price on my wrist, like a knife with my fist
D-D-Diamonds all kissed
Kill shot no assist
Ice on my wrist feelin' tight on my wrist
Spin the rolley round, it look nice on my wrist
No price on my wrist, like a knife with my fist
D-D-Diamonds all kissed
Kill shot no assist
Lil Rocca came to murder tha beat
Ya'll ain't ever hearda this heat
Fly me out I sent out tha tweet
Gimmie a ball I run out tha fleet
Got all the bans without a feat
Got all the bans I feel like a cheat
Kids are playin, songs on repeat
Out on the street, I skeet through the heat
(Whooh it's pretty hot in here.)
(Ay somebody get the AC?)
(Run it, tik, tik)
(Tik tok yeah)
Put a spell on your girl, hypnosis
I got all the drip, call me osmosis
Drownin' in ice, like i'm in an ocean
I gotta flex, cause I stay straight boastin'
(Aye yuh)
Steady plottin askin' me about my motives
You ain't gotta worry, clips already loaded
Married the game yeah I said i'm devoted
Mixin' lyrics, just like I mix the potion
Haters run up on me guess what happen?
They get ran over, that's just no cappin'
I ride the ship, cause i'm the best captain
Pedal to the medal in my G-Wagon
Tik tok, it's only a matter of time
I'm takin' the top, while i'm in my prime
I did it all from my head, all from my rhymes
I make millies while your sittin' there makin' dimes
Yeah (Aye)
You're just makin' dimes (ooh)
(Ayo Steph you ready?)
(I'm always ready for a freestyle)
(Skraaaa!)
Diamonds dancin' off my neck it's drippin now
These decisions are critical, i'm slippin now
In the raris makin' big cuts
Private jets takin' off imma load up
(Vroom)
Loadin up with the gloc and the mac
Pullin' up with T-Shepp, im boutta clash
I got class, I got style, yeah i'm fresh
I'm fresh yeah i'm up next
I'm risin' to the top, this game will never stop
This passion in my heart, i'm grindin' I never stop
Be how I never stop?
The grind may never stop
Beat em up, shoot em out, till i'm to the top
Ice on my wrist feelin' tight on my wrist
Spin the rolley round, it look nice on my wrist
No price on my wrist, like a knife with my fist
D-D-Diamonds all kissed
Kill shot no assist
(Aye!)
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English

(Check yeah)
(Lil Rocca)
(Tik, tik, tik, tik, tik, tik, tik)
(Tik, tik, tik, tik)
(Aye, yuh, tik tok!)
Ice on my wrist feelin' tight on my wrist
Spin the rolley round, it look nice on my wrist
No price on my wrist, like a knife with my fist
D-D-Diamonds all kissed
Kill shot no assist
Ice on my wrist feelin' tight on my wrist
Spin the rolley round, it look nice on my wrist
No price on my wrist, like a knife with my fist
D-D-Diamonds all kissed
Kill shot no assist
Lil Rocca came to murder tha beat
Ya'll ain't ever hearda this heat
Fly me out I sent out tha tweet
Gimmie a ball I run out tha fleet
Got all the bans without a feat
Got all the bans I feel like a cheat
Kids are playin, songs on repeat
Out on the street, I skeet through the heat
(Whooh it's pretty hot in here.)
(Ay somebody get the AC?)
(Run it, tik, tik)
(Tik tok yeah)
Put a spell on your girl, hypnosis
I got all the drip, call me osmosis
Drownin' in ice, like i'm in an ocean
I gotta flex, cause I stay straight boastin'
(Aye yuh)
Steady plottin askin' me about my motives
You ain't gotta worry, clips already loaded
Married the game yeah I said i'm devoted
Mixin' lyrics, just like I mix the potion
Haters run up on me guess what happen?
They get ran over, that's just no cappin'
I ride the ship, cause i'm the best captain
Pedal to the medal in my G-Wagon
Tik tok, it's only a matter of time
I'm takin' the top, while i'm in my prime
I did it all from my head, all from my rhymes
I make millies while your sittin' there makin' dimes
Yeah (Aye)
You're just makin' dimes (ooh)
(Ayo Steph you ready?)
(I'm always ready for a freestyle)
(Skraaaa!)
Diamonds dancin' off my neck it's drippin now
These decisions are critical, i'm slippin now
In the raris makin' big cuts
Private jets takin' off imma load up
(Vroom)
Loadin up with the gloc and the mac
Pullin' up with T-Shepp, im boutta clash
I got class, I got style, yeah i'm fresh
I'm fresh yeah i'm up next
I'm risin' to the top, this game will never stop
This passion in my heart, i'm grindin' I never stop
Be how I never stop?
The grind may never stop
Beat em up, shoot em out, till i'm to the top
Ice on my wrist feelin' tight on my wrist
Spin the rolley round, it look nice on my wrist
No price on my wrist, like a knife with my fist
D-D-Diamonds all kissed
Kill shot no assist
(Aye!)
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Writer: Salvadore LaRocca, Stephen Hardeman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Lil Rocca
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Salvadore LaRocca, Stephen Hardeman

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