KILLY RICK BOOTS lyrics
RICK BOOTS
KILLY
GENRE
[Intro]
FREAKEY!
I cannot keep these voices out my head (Gang)
I can't
I cannot keep these voices
[Chorus]
I can’t, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
[Verse 1]
Yeah, we ride through (Yeah, yeah, yeah), changing weather, shit, shitty typhoon (What?)
Know they wan' take out my soul ’cause they tried to (Yoo)
I put lightning on my wrist (Yes) like I'm Raichu (Yeah)
Think I might just smoke the bitch, she wanna rage too (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, rager)
Twenty milligram of lit, she smoke haze too (Twenty)
And her diamonds don't find the same, this a saber tooth (Hey, hey)
Yeah, of course I play for keeps, you think I play to lose?
Yeah, I'm rollin' in the deep, I’m off a thirty-two (Two)
Broski told me, "Fuck the streets," I just sent you (What?)
Don’t even need check receipts, we scam and swipe too (Hello)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Hol' up), yeah (Yeah)
Get these voices out my head (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I can’t, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
[Verse 2]
Rick boots, size ten (Ricky), they Italian too (What?)
If you forgot who I am, I'll remind you (Killy, yeah)
Missy say my name three times, pop up behind you (Hello)
I can't lie, sometimes I have to wipe my eyes too (Yeah, yeah)
Got a whole lot (What?) in these Rick pants (Yeah)
And dead presidents (Yeah) runnin’ through my hands (Yeah)
Hope the coupe don't crash (Crash), hope the high gon' last (What?)
If they wan' take shots (Brr), we gon' brrt right back (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I can't, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
I can't, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
FREAKEY!
I cannot keep these voices out my head (Gang)
I can't
I cannot keep these voices
[Chorus]
I can’t, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
[Verse 1]
Yeah, we ride through (Yeah, yeah, yeah), changing weather, shit, shitty typhoon (What?)
Know they wan' take out my soul ’cause they tried to (Yoo)
I put lightning on my wrist (Yes) like I'm Raichu (Yeah)
Think I might just smoke the bitch, she wanna rage too (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, rager)
Twenty milligram of lit, she smoke haze too (Twenty)
And her diamonds don't find the same, this a saber tooth (Hey, hey)
Yeah, of course I play for keeps, you think I play to lose?
Yeah, I'm rollin' in the deep, I’m off a thirty-two (Two)
Broski told me, "Fuck the streets," I just sent you (What?)
Don’t even need check receipts, we scam and swipe too (Hello)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Hol' up), yeah (Yeah)
Get these voices out my head (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I can’t, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
[Verse 2]
Rick boots, size ten (Ricky), they Italian too (What?)
If you forgot who I am, I'll remind you (Killy, yeah)
Missy say my name three times, pop up behind you (Hello)
I can't lie, sometimes I have to wipe my eyes too (Yeah, yeah)
Got a whole lot (What?) in these Rick pants (Yeah)
And dead presidents (Yeah) runnin’ through my hands (Yeah)
Hope the coupe don't crash (Crash), hope the high gon' last (What?)
If they wan' take shots (Brr), we gon' brrt right back (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I can't, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
I can't, yeah, I can't (What?)
Keep these voices out my head
Just tryna see shit through my lens (Shit, what?)
They turnt they back, left me for dead
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