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Servin Killa Kam

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Jan. 18, 20191 viewer42.8K views

Servin Killa Kam Lyrics

[Intro]
In the war zone with the hitters
Yeah, check gang though
I'ma pop up on you in the latest

[Chorus]
Count my racks up, take a little dope
Get my pistol, I don't trust these folk
I fuck with shawty 'cause she don't post (Post, post)
These niggas, yeah, yeah, know I'm the GOAT

[Verse]
St. Regis, twenty-seventh floor
I'm with some heathens, they doin' the most (Most, most)
Christian Louboutin, blood on the floor (Floor, floor)
I'm so militant, Valentino camo
Maserati (Woo), that's a body
I be fresh (Woo), Osh B'gosh
Po Pimp, Do or Die
Buyin' presidentials by the ten pack, ran an M up in the Cadillac

I was gettin' it on the air mattress, servin' rocks in some Air Maxes
Blendin' in with my habitat, hit it hard, then double back
Credit card, that was scammer time, undecided then I drove by it
Benz coupe with the white tires, what's your prototype?
In the 305, drivin' 105
On the 95, hammer on my side

I've been way too quiet, I get way too fly
I got water diamonds, throw 'em on a dyke
I got an orange light, I got some green kush
I got some clear ice, you need to stay put
I got on white socks, give me some white top
I got a white Richard Mille, cost a whole car
I came up from out the field, workin' that ol' boy
Servin' Killa Cam, bought a new toy
This that Juelz Santana, rockin' them Gucci bandanas
Bought a pink poodle for a stack, gave it to shawty for her birthday
Had her posted up on the runway, I'm gettin' like Floyd with the grandé
Slangin' that raw on the runway, pourin' up drank on a Tuesday
I was on a yacht on a Tuesday, keep it on God, come Tuesday
Maserati truck on Tuesday, better keep up, don't lose me
Gettin' geeked up, I'm exclusive
Two cell phones, and I'm ruthless
Two cups on, and I'm vicious
In the war zone with the hittas
I was goin' in the house with the vision
I done came back out with a million

I was hypnotizin' yay', I was cookin' up powder yay'
I was makin' it shower yay', for a full three hours, yay
I'm proud to say I made it, got the whole damn world invaded
3K hit the phone, I ain't save it
I be sittin' in the 'yo when they hatin'
I'ma pop up on you in the latest
She was talkin' that shit and I paid it
[Chorus]
Count my racks up, take a little dope
Get my pistol, I don't trust these folk
I fuck with shawty 'cause she don't post (Post, post)
These niggas, yeah, yeah, know I'm the GOAT

[Outro]
In the 305, drivin' 105
On the 95, hammer on my side

This that Juelz Santana, rockin' them Gucci bandanas
Servin' Killa Cam, bought a new toy
Bought a new toy
Bought a new toy
Servin' Killa Cam
This that Juelz Santana, rockin' them Gucci bandanas

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Future memories of life experiences and difficulties he faced on his way to success. I also convey my honor and gratitude to Killa Kama for their support and inspiration.

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