KILLY - HEART OF GLASS - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — KILLY - HEART OF GLASS lyrics

Artist: KILLY

album: KILLSTREAK 2 (Deluxe)

Let me talk to the beat, it don't talk back (talk, talk)
If I talk to your ho, that's a soul snatch (soul)
Put some crocodile teeth in the Glock head
Heart of glass, drop dead then I'm heartless
Hold up, keep the real in my vicinity (real)
Touch down, palm trees and the city breeze
That's eight hundred pounds of torque on a SRT
I can find like any shade under this money tree
Bih, bih, bih, bih, bih (wait)
Please get the fuck out the pic
Give my brother bread to buy a brick (yeah)
In and out the city ever since (gone)
Let me talk to the beat, it don't talk back
I'm a product of pain and some plot twists (what?)
Got an X on my chest like I'm toxic (yeah)
And I ain't trusting shit but the process
I just took your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
Success the best revenge, I just love to dead talks
Forty, Shinigami death god (oh my God)
Circle tight like dreadlock (dreadlock)
Let me talk to the beat, it don't talk back (talk, talk)
If I talk to your ho, that's a soul snatch (soul)
Put some crocodile teeth in the Glock head
Heart of glass, drop dead then I'm heartless
Hold up, keep the real in my vicinity (real)
Touch down, palm trees and the city breeze
That's eight hundred pounds of torque on a SRT
I can find like any shade under this money tree
Bih, bih, bih, bih
Please get the fuck out the pic
(FREAKEY!)

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