Killed Before - Young Thug

We got London On Da Track

Everyone know I’ve been killed before

I’ve been bent like a centerfold

I crap with my money, no-oh

Drop the top, get a breeze, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Got four million in jewelry, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)

Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)

Did you pay someone’s tuition?

No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)

Do you own a store?

No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)

Yeah, fuck all this bullshit

(Slatt)

Diamonds for all us kings, yeah (Yah)

Got my money, went

Ludacris

(Let's go)

Give some racks to a hood bitch (Hoo)

Give some racks to a pulpit (Woo)

Look at the grain, it’s wood, bitch

On the floor, it’s a wool, bitch

She suck dick like a whole tick (Come on)

Diamonds on me, they cold as shit (Phew)

I thank God that I went legit (And what?)

When we see 'em, you know we blitz (And what?)

I can bet up, you know I’m rich (Let's go)

Shut the fuck up, nigga, bet up, you say you rich

Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock

Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock

Spot full of birdies with no treetop

You know you my son, you can’t be dad

I bought the boat, the jet-skis

Got an FN and a stick, don’t test me

I stacked them hundreds up to God knees

I ain’t goin' broke until 2070

Everyone know I’ve been killed before

I’ve been bent like a centerfold (Whoa)

I crap with my money, no-oh

Drop the top, get a breeze, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Got four million in jewelry, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)

Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)

Did you pay someone’s tuition?

No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)

Do you own a store?

No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)

We ain’t lettin' these bitches get between us

We ain’t lettin' no monkey niggas stand that close to us

(Close to us)

I ain’t got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah (Yeah)

She is not my dresser, she just iron my clothes, yeah (Thanks)

Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah (Skrrt skrrt)

'Bout this mozzarella, you’ll get burnt like toast, yeah

I get on that bullshit, you’ll get extorted, yeah (Extorted)

Six kids with me, didn’t think 'bout abortions, yeah

Ayy, I took a thottie out of Magic

Took her to the pent, then I woo-woo-woo, ayy

The private jet came with a stewardess

Like ooh-ooh-ooh

Ready for war like a machine, ayy

Came from pillies to post schemin'

Now I got fifty hoes on they knees

I put an X in my codeine (Oh-oh)

But I don’t put nothing in my weed (Oh-oh)

And I took a jet right overseas (Oh-oh)

I want some head from overseas (Oh-oh)

I caught a case, my jewelry seized (Oh-oh)

I started off with fifty keys (Oh-oh)

My Bentayga clean like bleach (Oh-oh)

On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese

On this shit like fleas, ayy

Everyone know I’ve been killed before

I’ve been bent like a centerfold

I crap with my money, no-oh

Drop the top, get a breeze, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Got four million in jewelry, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)

Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)

Did you pay someone’s tuition?

No-oh-oh-oh-oh

Do you own a store?

No-oh-oh-oh-oh

Ayy, I took a thottie out of Magic

Took her to the pent, then I woo-woo-woo, ayy

The private jet came with a stewardess

Like ooh-ooh-ooh