KSI - Killa Killa (Lyrics) Ft. Aiyana-Lee

"Killa Killa" Latest English Song 2020 is sung by KSI ft Aiyana-Lee from the KSI Dissimulation Full Album Lyrics & Tracklist

Song - Killa Killa

Artist - KSI ft Aiyana-Lee

Killa Killa Song Lyrics:-

[Intro: Aiyana-Lee & KSI]

Battin' 'round the trap when I'm in the streets

You don't wanna play, no, no

Got a target on your back standin' next to me

Ayy, hell no, you don't know who you're, ah

[Pre-Chorus: Aiyana-Lee & KSI]

Backed out with that look in her eye

That'll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)

Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)

Going on my level now (Ah)

[Chorus: Aiyana-Lee & KSI]

'Cause my man's a killa, killa (Ah, ah)

Shoot like a rilla, rilla (Bop-bop)

So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?

Hell no, you don't you know who you're fuckin' with

[Verse 1: KSI]

Music punchin' or the internet, I kill all of that

Twenty million when I see the net, I made all of that

Even when I'm ill, I see a vet, I'm an animal

They know I'm eatin' up the threat like I'm Hannibal (Ayy, ayy)

I got no reason to panic when all the money paid

Tailor-made, wearin' Armani now that I'm feelin' suede

Money May, now I can choose the weather on any day

Anyway, king of the drama, killin' it every day

Ooh, know you hurtin' 'cause you always throwback

Ooh, rollin' through the pieces on a Kodak

Ooh, I'm the catch, saving like a goalie (Ooh)

Wishin', but I know you fuckin' hate me

[Pre-Chorus: Aiyana-Lee & KSI]

Backed out with that look in her eye

That'll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)

Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)

Going on my level now

[Chorus: Aiyana-Lee & KSI]

'Cause my man's a killa, killa

Shoot like a rilla, rilla (Bop-bop)

So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?

Ayy, ayy, hell no, you don't you know who you're—

[Verse 2: KSI]

Nah, you don't know who you're fuckin' with (Nah)

I know many come and go when I go to this (I know many)

Turn up in killer mode (Ayy)

Legacy fiddlin'

End another man and then I'm leavin' them piddlin'

I'm a beast when I'm on it

Hotter than your bonnet (Jeez)

I really want it like buffalo needin' women (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Shreddin' it, disrespect, and then I'm deadin' it (Nah, nah)

Repeatin' me winnin' the a figure like I'm Benedict (Damn)

Got the money flowin' proper like an ATM (Skrrt)

Gotta see me glowin' proper with that alien (Skrrt, skrrt)

Taller than the makkah when I gotta stack it up

Now she soundin' like Chewbacca when she back it up (Ah)

[Pre-Chorus: Aiyana-Lee & KSI]

Backed out with that look in her eye

That'll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)

Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)

Going on my level now

[Chorus: Aiyana-Lee & KSI]

'Cause my man's a killa, killa

Shoot like a rilla, rilla

So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?

Yeah, yeah

Hell no, you don't you know who you're fucking with (Mmh)

[Outro: Aiyana-Lee]

Yeah, uh, uh

No, no