Helly Kelly lyrics

by

Zamaera


[ VERSE ]
When I walk down the street, traffic
When I murder with the flow, its graphic
All Eyez On Me, that’s classic
All the girls can’t rap, it’s tragic
When I hit it on the mic, it’s magic
In the studio with Kidd, makin anthems
If your man call me, I won't answer
But I holla right back if he’s handsome

Damn son, that’s sneaky
Ass move, that’s cheeky
And I got connects no wifi
If you make a move we’re like nice try
Cuz imma kick me down a b*tch, muay thai
Dont be touchin on my drink, mai tai
I mean you could hang around thats my tie though
Punchlines comin harder than mike tyson

I dont understand
You said that you was werkin
I saw your instastory
4am and you still twerkin
You even talk about your friends
How you wearin glasses but dem sh*t dont have no lens
[ Chorus ]
She a helly kelly
Girl’s a helly kelly
She ain't got no vision so i call her
Helly Kelly

She a helly kelly
Girl’s a helly kelly
She ain't got no vision so i call her
Helly Kelly

[ VERSE ]
Look at me like I'm a show, Broadway
Schmurda on the scene call me Bobby
Mi a slice you up, salami
So bila berjumpa jangan lupa to salam me
You lookin like Harvey Dent, two face
You copyin the blueprint, too fake
I am a testament, true faith
My bars hit hard you will get a toothache

Oh snap, did I hurt you
The bruises are to alert you
The boys like me, I got virtue
Your boys not real they virtual
Let me school you down, classes
You’re like Taylor Swift, assless
Buy expensive shoes , now your cashless
And tomorrow your phone’s barred on Maxis
I dont understand
You said dat yous a boss
You always hit the bank
But your account ain't got no sauce
Damn girl, you even talk about your mama
How you wearin contacts but dem sh*t dont have no power

[ Chorus ]
She a helly kelly
Girl’s a helly kelly
She ain't got no vision so i call her
Helly Kelly

She a helly kelly
Girl’s a helly kelly
She ain't got no vision so i call her
Helly Kelly

When I get it, how I get it, do you get it, where I’m headed
That I do it for the duit, then dudes get mad
I want it so I wing it, only winnin never whinnin
I am winded, to remind em, who the best ya’ll ever had
Who the best ya’ll ever had
All these b*tches gettin mad
Cuz I’m takin all their bread
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