Killin’ It lyrics

by

Busta Rhymes


[Intro: Future]
What you think FREEBAND STAND FOR?
STUPID!...Casino

[Hook: Casino]
Every time your girl gimme that pus*y, killin' it
Every time I get a pack I mix it, I’m killin' it
Got so many damn chains on I’m glistenin', I’m killin' it
Every time a n*gga see me out, I’m sh*ttin', I’m killin' it

[Verse 1: Casino]
I done f*cked every b*tch in Atlanta
My brother Future killed the rap game he saved Atlanta
I’m walking in the club with too many chains on
You think I play with Michael Jordan I got six rings on
I got that molly and that drank in my styrofoam
I got ten cell phones and they bing homes
Your b*tch in love with me, killin' it her ringtone (killin' it!)
All these foreign cars I drive n*gga I'm killing it
You might as well walk trying to pull up next to me
FreeBand Casino in the streets and I’m killing it
All white ghost in the hood I’m Rossing it (huh!)
Hold out my pinkie and my thumb on that FreeBandz sh*t

[Hook: Casino & Slice 9]
Every time your girl gimme that pus*y, killin' it
Every time I get a pack I mix it, I’m killin' it
Got so many damn chains on I’m glistenin', I’m killin' it
Every time a n*gga see me out, I’m sh*ttin', I’m killin' it
Killin' it, man, I be killin' it
Killin' it, man, I be killin' it
Killin' it, man, I be killin' it
Killin' it, man, I be killin' it

[Verse 2: Slice 9]
I’m all about that paper but I don’t indent
You say she bad, Casino been hit
You say she bad, Slice he been hit
Mix that gold with that silver I’m a chemist
Where the time go? I don't know, tic tic
And how you like your girl, how you think, thick thick
Your girl is my apprentice, my swisher she twist em
Them fill em, then get lit and munchies, then picnic (FreeBandz)
You don’t wanna miss this
And one year, you might have to buy a ticket
To witness this pimpin', my income extended
I’m eyeing coke, I’m different
I started independent

[Hook]
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