Killua Zoldyck (feat. Jayxxx)
I'mma start off with some fresh meat, I ain't a senior but I will feast
I won't throw hands so just throw beats, you can't program how I wild the beast
I'm on my toes while you stay creased, you lost controlled you can't save me
Fuck all the hoes that would play me, I thought it wasn't gonna be the same thing
I like to get all my strokes in, I like to empty my whole tip
She reminisce on the old pics, the past is the past so ignore it
Locked all my doors and she broke in, look at the locks she has broken
Needle in my head, she controlled me, took it out like Killua Zoldyck
She wants to think that I came thru to start something new but I came just to bust quick
She wants to cheat on her man but gets mad cuz I'll never come back, just another bitch
Thinking I'm the same, but you chose to bring me upstairs so I left out the nuts quick
Ain't make me nut, yeah I'm nuts cuz she kissed him after swallowing me bitch
Killua
Shawty so bad, the best that I had, just look at that ass, she throwing it back while I'm Gripping her side
Put dick on her thighs, she rubbing on me and she making it rise, once I look in her eyes It's hot like an oven, I'm baking the pies
Not fucking witchu, while I'm breaking the ties, done with the lies, cuz Jayden is dead Go hop out my bead then go make me some bread
Thouchya was deaf, now you heard what I said, we out to the store, but they shooting out here better lower you head
Don't need no doctor cuz the streets out here prescribing the meds, I ain't gone stop her, if she really wanna leave then I ain't gone beg
Cuz all of my trust got spilt thru all of the tears I shed, can't fuck up the shit I built cuz her change don't make no cents
Killua
I got no regrets, she a slut, don't got my address, she a dub
Don't give me a text we was never gonna re-meat again, there's no reason bruh
If you feeling offense I don't give a fuck, don't give your 2 cents, it don't cost that much
Go tell your man that pussy ain't enough for me to pic up the call cunt
She for the streets, not to cuff, she's for your meat, not for love
She for the back seat not the front, that's the one time I kept my receipt son
She's for a blow and a brief nut, she might say that she faked her cum but I faked Everything just to fuck, salty ass fish couldn't take enough
She told me come back tomorrow so we can finish then she told me her ptsd's Beginning, blaming zodiac sign, fuck your superstition, only wants attention
I was holding back now Imma slowly attack, you ain't competition
You smell like you living in the fucking trenches, she ain't nuttin' to look at
There's no condition, I ain't miss out I just left a dirty kitchen
Killua