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Killer (feat. New ATL) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cooks
Length: 2:26
Written by: Sam Adeleye




Cooks - Killer (feat. New ATL) Lyrics




Got damn
Got damn
Aha
Got damn
Got dam

Clap Clap
Bunch a few niggas on a track
Which one of you niggas sold a plaque
Ain't talking no pladder with some Crack
I wanna know which one of you can rap
So I can end that life and get some racks
F*ck it you niggas ain't got no racks
Racks
Damn

Man Imma dealer
No killa' exchange yo bitch
Like young Tiller
She a screamer
She a winner
That bitch yeah you ain't with her

Cuz she ain't had no clothes
Yeah I'm the was she was on
From a Weak dick to a Rich post
Ain't talking no Post Malone

Cuz I distribute that wealth
Cuz if u f*cking bitches and sipping lean
You ain't talking no health
But you is talking that stealth yeah

Pulled it down no belt
Do I get a Nobel
I wanna pay rent
Do I have consent

Damn yo mama make it clap
Bunch a few niggas on a track
Which one of you niggas sold a plaque
Ain't talking no pladder with some Crack
I wanna know which one of you can rap
So I can end that life and get some racks
Racks you made from your tracks
F*ck it you niggas ain't got no racks
Racks
Damn

Jiggy young nigga
Still free-styling to J-Dilla
Rapping since jay was a dealer
Ain't talking cole but he's born sinner
Nah but that's my nigga
My flow sick he's flow is sicker
I f*cked your bitch
Heard you bust quicker
That's cuz I practiced with your sister

New ATL
OUU
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Got damn
Got damn
Aha
Got damn
Got dam

Clap Clap
Bunch a few niggas on a track
Which one of you niggas sold a plaque
Ain't talking no pladder with some Crack
I wanna know which one of you can rap
So I can end that life and get some racks
F*ck it you niggas ain't got no racks
Racks
Damn

Man Imma dealer
No killa' exchange yo bitch
Like young Tiller
She a screamer
She a winner
That bitch yeah you ain't with her

Cuz she ain't had no clothes
Yeah I'm the was she was on
From a Weak dick to a Rich post
Ain't talking no Post Malone

Cuz I distribute that wealth
Cuz if u f*cking bitches and sipping lean
You ain't talking no health
But you is talking that stealth yeah

Pulled it down no belt
Do I get a Nobel
I wanna pay rent
Do I have consent

Damn yo mama make it clap
Bunch a few niggas on a track
Which one of you niggas sold a plaque
Ain't talking no pladder with some Crack
I wanna know which one of you can rap
So I can end that life and get some racks
Racks you made from your tracks
F*ck it you niggas ain't got no racks
Racks
Damn

Jiggy young nigga
Still free-styling to J-Dilla
Rapping since jay was a dealer
Ain't talking cole but he's born sinner
Nah but that's my nigga
My flow sick he's flow is sicker
I f*cked your bitch
Heard you bust quicker
That's cuz I practiced with your sister

New ATL
OUU
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Sam Adeleye
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