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Intro lyrics

Performer Mykael Kilby

Intro song lyrics by Mykael Kilby official

Intro is a song in English

YUNG $KRILLA! IN DIS MUHFUCKA, YEAH IT AINT NO OTHA
SPEAKIN CLEAR ENUNCIATIN’, ALL DEM CRACKAS GONNA STUTTER
BAGGY SLIDIN WID DAT STICK, THEY CANT BELIEVE IT AINT NO BUTTER
PULLIN TRIGGERS ON THEY BLOCK, AND YEA IT REALLY DID A NUMBER

AYE I WISH A CRACKA WOOD, IMA CHOP EM UP LIKE LUMBER
HE BE PILLOW TALKIN, I BE LAYIN PIPE LIKE IM A PLUMBER
BIT IM WILDIN (WILE E.)LIKE (COYOTE) IN THESE STREETS, (ROADRUNNER)
HAD TO TAKE HIM OUTBACK, TO THE LAND DOWN UNDER

FUCKIN W YA GIRL & GETTIN CHECKS LIKE ERIC KOSTON
GETTIN BAKED JUS LIKE SOME BEANS, MY SOX RED, LIKE IM FROM BOSTON
$KRILLA! REALLY FUCKIN HUMBLE, ON DA MIC HE TALKIN POMPOUS
GUESS DATS HOW IT IS WHEN U KNOW U FUCKIN GOT IT

OH HE THINKING DAT ITS FUNNY HUH ?
TOLD HIM GET HIS MONEY UP !
PULLIN ON A BLUNT WHILE BRODIE SIPPIN ON HIS MUDDY CUP
TOLD MY BRO TO PASS IT HE DONE HIT DA FUCKIN BLUNT ENOUGH
CALL MY CHOPPA TRAPLAND PAT CUZ IT GO DUH DUH DUH

HE TALKIN CRAZY & HE BROKE, DAT BOY BE MAKIN ZERO SENSE (CENTS)
BEHIND DAT SCREEN HE TALKIN SHIT BUT IN PERSON HE ON DA FENCE
IM IN HIS BABYMAMAS CRIB N SHE GOT ROACHES IN DAT SHIT
MY GLOCK NAME MARY JANE, DA WAY ITS PULLIN ON A CLIP

I BREAK IT DOWN, I MAKE IT EASY
GOT THE MAC, BUT IT AINT CHEESY
CRACK A JOKE?, I GET TO SQUEEZIN
WIPE HIS NOSE DAT BOI WAS SNEEZIN

GETTIN BREAD AT MY CONVENIENCE
DAT BOI WHIP WAS EUROPEAN
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE HAD TO BEAT EM
WHACK A MOLE THATS HOW I TREAT EM

WHEN THEY POPPIN OUT THEY HOLES, KNOW I HAD TO KNOCK EM DOWN
STEPPIN LIKE IM DR SCHOLLS, BITCH IM BOUT TO WALK EM DOWN
THEY BE ACTIN LIKE SOME TROLLS TRYNA TOUCH A OUNCE OF CLOUT
I HAD TO LISTEN TO MY SOUL & NOW IM ON A DIFFERENT ROUTE

YUNG $KRILLA!, HE GONE MAKE IT HAPPEN, HE BEEN ON A MISSION
GOTTA WALK BEFORE U RUN SO NOW I SEE WHY DEY BE TRIPPIN
CATCH A SCRATCH ABOUT DAT PAPER, TREAT THE OPPS LIKE LONG DIVISION
HAD TO GET IT ON MY OWN, CUZ AINT NOBODY SEE DA VISION

BRODIE PULLIN TO DA SPOT, HE GOT DA BLUNT WE BOUT TO MATCH
IF HE GOT DAT SHIT FROM B, THEN BEST BELIEVE DAT SHIT SOME GAS
ONCE YOU JUMP UP IN DA DEEP JUST KNOW THERE AINT NO COMING BACK
LIKE A SODA GOT LEFT OPEN, BURNING TIRES TIL THEY FLAT

YEA IM FOCUSED ON DA PAPER, EYES LOCKED ON DA BENJIS
IF HE TRYNA BE A HATER IMA SMOKE EM LIKE A CHIMNEY
SEEN DA GLOCK N PISSED HIMSELF, HE GOT INFECTION OF DA KIDNEY
& BITCH ITS YUNG $KRILLA! AINT NOBODY FUCKIN WITH ME!
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