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Artiste : Future & Young Thug
Titre : Killed Before
We got London On Da Track

Everyone know I´ve been killed before
I´ve been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no

Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah
Did you pay someone´s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no (woah)

Yeah, fuck all this bullshit (SLATT)
Diamonds for all us kings, yeah
Got my money went Ludacris (let´s go)
Give some racks to a hood bitch
Give some racks to a pulpit
Look at the grain, it´s wood bitch
On the floor, it´s a wool bitch
She suck dick like a whole tick (come on)
Diamonds on me they cold as shit
I thank God that I went legit (and what)
When we see ´em, you know we blitz (and what)
I can bet up, you know I´m rich (leggo)

Shut the fuck up nigga bet up, you say you rich
Different color diamonds, I´m a peacock
Different color diamonds, I´m a peacock
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
You know you my son, you can be that
I bought the boat, the jetskis
Got a FN and a stick, don´t test me
I stacked them hunnids up to God´s knees
Ain´t going broke until 2070

Everyone know I´ve been killed before
I´ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, (woah, woah)
Did you pay someone´s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no

We ain´t letting these bitches get between us
We ain´t letting no monkey niggas stand that close to us (close to us)
I ain´t got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah
She is not my dresser, she just irons my clothes, yeah (thanks)
Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah
Bought the Maserati, you´ll get burnt like toast, yeah
I get on that bullshit, you´ll get it started, yeah (started)
Six kids with me, didn´t think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh

The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
Ready for war like a machine
Came from pillies to post schemin´
Now I got fifty hoes on they knees
I put X in my codeine
But I´m putting nothing in my weed
Yeah I took a jet right overseas
I want some head from overseas
I caught a case, my jewelry seized
I started out with fifty ki´s
My Bentayga clean like bleach
On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
On this shit like fleas, aye

Everyone know I´ve been killed before
I´ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no

Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
Did you pay someone´s tuition, no
Do you own a store, no

I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh