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Servin Killa Kam

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In the war zone with the hittasYeah, check gang thoughI'ma pop up on you in the latestCount my racks up, take a little dopeGet my pistol, I don't trust these folkI fuck with shawty 'cause she don't post (Post, post)These niggas, yeah, yeah, know I'm the GOATSt. Regis, 27th floorI'm with some heathens, they doin' the most (Most, most)Christian Louboutin, blood on the floor (Floor, floor)I'm so militant, Valentino camoMaserati (Woo) , that's a bodyI be fresh (Woo) , Osh B'goshPoor or pimp, do or dieBuyin' presidential by the ten pack, ran an M up in the CadillacI was gettin' it on the air mattress, servin' rocks in some Air MaxesBlendin' in with my habitat, hit it hard, then double backCredit card, that was scammer time, undecided then I drove by itBenz coupe with the white tires, was a prototypeIn the 305, drivin' 105On the 95, hammer on my sideI've been way too quiet, I get way too flyI got water diamonds, throw 'em on a dykeI got an orange light, I got some green kushI got some clear ice, you need to stay putI got on white socks, give me some white topI got a white Richard Mille, cost a whole carI came up from out the field, workin' that ol' boyServin' Killa Cam, bought a new toyThis that Juelz Santana, rockin' them Gucci bandanasBought a pink poodle for a stack, gave it to shawty for her birthdayHad her posted up on the runway, I'm gettin' like Floyd with the grandéSlangin' that raw on the runway, pourin' up drank on a TuesdayI was on a yacht on a Tuesday, keep it on God, come TuesdayMaserati truck on Tuesday, better keep up, don't lose meGettin' geeked up, I'm exclusiveTwo cell phones, and I'm ruthlessTwo cups on, and I'm viciousIn the war zone with the hittasI was goin' in the house with the visionI done came back out with a millionI was hypnotizin' yay', I was cookin' up powder yay'I was makin' it shower yay', for 43 hours, yayI'm proud to say I made it, got the whole damn world invaded3K hit the phone, I ain't save itI be sittin' in the 'yo when they hatin'I'ma pop up on you in the latestShe was talkin' that shit and I paid itCount my racks up, take a little dopeGet my pistol, I don't trust these folkI fuck with shawty 'cause she don't post (Post, post)These niggas, yeah, yeah, know I'm the GOATIn the 305, drivin' 105On the 95, hammer on my sideThis that Juelz Santana, rockin' them Gucci bandanasServin' Killa Cam, bought a new toyBought a new toyBought a new toyServin' Killa CamThis that Juelz Santana, rockin' them Gucci bandanas
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