Swag Flu (Explicit) - KILLY

Lyrics by：Khalil Tatem/Keegan Bach

Composed by：Khalil Tatem/Keegan Bach

She wanna daddy I adopt her

Bloor street frequent shopper

Wanna roll wit the high rollers

Want a young boss shot caller

Fendi eyes on me monster

Pussy's they fake imposters

They just do what they can

We just do what we wanna

100 problems still can't solve 'em

Solve 'em

Solve 'em

Live the life pay the price of drama

Drama drama

If you not moving right then you get left

Walk in they face is full of resent

Talking to me wit hate in your heart

But never could express disrespect

Weatherman wit' me don't get drenched

Margielaman she wanna reach in these pants

Taliban jus blew out the bank

They should never gave me a chance

So much trouble being regular

Money the motive I made it my schedule

Guala the skrilla it coming etcetera

Skrt off like how they ahead of us

First off nobody compare to us

2nd of all please don't make me feel terrible

Flex up on you till it way past repairable

Writing your ending is not in my narrative

If Killy lieutenant then god is the general

I'm not no sinner but she wan

My genital it's all jus opinion could never get rid of 'em

Yea we just met she go 3 rounds the minimum

Smoking on something it hit me like sedative

Sippin on somethin same colour as venom

Right or wrong ima still ride wit 'em

I ain't no killer but for them I kill 'em

Haven't came face to face with fear in a minute

Minute a minute

You could see me as hero or the villain

Or the villain

I ain't scared to say that I ain't feel 'em

Feel 'em

Straight to the point not talking in riddles

I took some distance to balance my spirit

Hourglass shape

She got lip fillers

How you all fake

And you claim you the realist

For what I overcame

Need a hundred medals

House with the gates and a fountain in the middle

Off this earth diamond lookin like mercury

Some s**t still never occurred to me

Dat b***h got took like a burglary

Off a yerk might f**k if she heard a me

Swag flu my closet infirmary

The hardest decisions to make is in front of me

Dior runners or Louis V wallabies

Livin lavish livin Luxury

Demons they still haunting me

Voice in my head is nun to me

Do it all again ain't nun to me

Turn up the spot like trampoline

Spot like trampoline

She gave me top like Maybeline

Charged up just like a battery

All of my teachers doubted me

Thought I'd amount to nothing

Now I'm blowin thru they salary

Now I'm blowin thru they salary

Is it all there yea it better

If I want then I got that's how it be

She wanna daddy I adopt her

Bloor street frequent shopper

Wanna roll wit the high rollers

Want a young boss shot caller

Fendi eyes on me monster

Pussy's they fake imposters

They just do what they can

We just do what we wanna

Off this earth diamond lookin like mercury

Some s**t stk never occurred to me

Dat b***h got took like a burglar

Off a yerk might f**k if she heard a me

Swag flu my closet infirmary

The hardest decisions to make is in front of me

Dior runners or Louis V wallabies

Dior runners or Louis V wallabies