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Tomb Raider Video (MV)




Performed By: Killtem
Length: 3:03
Written by: Devin McKinney




Killtem - Tomb Raider Lyrics




We Tapped in And focused killtem
Ask ya girl ya, why she limpin
You know We only worried about the paper
You can't fw us cause you just a hater

Hell nah baby Im ducked in a foreign
I dont think that you wanna race me
Tinted the sand bitch then we took flight
Imma stabb off then you watch me glide

Baby girl just have a good time
Hell yeah you know that we fried
This shit it get so hazy
Hell nah yeah we never lazy

F*cked yo shawty yeh
You shoulda paid us
Hm yuh Im pulling my yop
Tuh yuh all these hoes flock

Shawty head said it was all slop
I slept just like a rock
Hm nah we dont window shop
Please get bitch

She all on my Stop playing
Nigga you purping
You hot you a opp
Yo pops he is a cop

Ya niggas a bitch He flip and he flop
My bitch she stay on lock
My diamonds so clear I get top when I steer
These bitches be so complacent

My hoes need some replacements
Bad bitch with no waist
And she built just like tomb raider
I guess that I'll See ya later

Money phone ringing it is the fader
I'm always busy I never sleep
Imma live out my dreams
F*ck counting some sheep

Got insomnia so I never sleep
Always up f*ck counting sheep
Little baby say she know bout me
On a roll when I'm on the beat

Lil bit wanna be on me
Good brain like a spelling bee
Damn I love it when she on me
Damn I love it when she on me

Bust it down got a new wrist
Little bitch know I do this
Came up they like who this
Little nigga is you stupid

In the booth know I give them hell
I'm really ill like sickle cell
And she gone keep on shaking ass
Cause I throw green like piccolo

Show me honor talk to my face
I'm scared to make mistakes
What's if I do wrong
What will be my fate

And when I turn grown
What about me will change
I drink this patron
Make it all fade away

Ash the blunt in the ashtray
Man this feel like space
Man this feel like a dream
Count a g everyday

She throw that ass and make it shake
She threw that ass threw away
She throw that ass and make it shake
She threw that ass all day

These bitches be so complacent
My hoes need some replacements
Bad bitch with no waist
And she built just like tomb raider
I guess that I'll See ya later

Money phone ringing it is the fader
I'm always busy I never sleep
Imma live out my dreams
F*ck counting some sheep
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We Tapped in And focused killtem
Ask ya girl ya, why she limpin
You know We only worried about the paper
You can't fw us cause you just a hater

Hell nah baby Im ducked in a foreign
I dont think that you wanna race me
Tinted the sand bitch then we took flight
Imma stabb off then you watch me glide

Baby girl just have a good time
Hell yeah you know that we fried
This shit it get so hazy
Hell nah yeah we never lazy

F*cked yo shawty yeh
You shoulda paid us
Hm yuh Im pulling my yop
Tuh yuh all these hoes flock

Shawty head said it was all slop
I slept just like a rock
Hm nah we dont window shop
Please get bitch

She all on my Stop playing
Nigga you purping
You hot you a opp
Yo pops he is a cop

Ya niggas a bitch He flip and he flop
My bitch she stay on lock
My diamonds so clear I get top when I steer
These bitches be so complacent

My hoes need some replacements
Bad bitch with no waist
And she built just like tomb raider
I guess that I'll See ya later

Money phone ringing it is the fader
I'm always busy I never sleep
Imma live out my dreams
F*ck counting some sheep

Got insomnia so I never sleep
Always up f*ck counting sheep
Little baby say she know bout me
On a roll when I'm on the beat

Lil bit wanna be on me
Good brain like a spelling bee
Damn I love it when she on me
Damn I love it when she on me

Bust it down got a new wrist
Little bitch know I do this
Came up they like who this
Little nigga is you stupid

In the booth know I give them hell
I'm really ill like sickle cell
And she gone keep on shaking ass
Cause I throw green like piccolo

Show me honor talk to my face
I'm scared to make mistakes
What's if I do wrong
What will be my fate

And when I turn grown
What about me will change
I drink this patron
Make it all fade away

Ash the blunt in the ashtray
Man this feel like space
Man this feel like a dream
Count a g everyday

She throw that ass and make it shake
She threw that ass threw away
She throw that ass and make it shake
She threw that ass all day

These bitches be so complacent
My hoes need some replacements
Bad bitch with no waist
And she built just like tomb raider
I guess that I'll See ya later

Money phone ringing it is the fader
I'm always busy I never sleep
Imma live out my dreams
F*ck counting some sheep
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Writer: Devin McKinney
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