Killa Kiito - Kiito Flow (Intro) Lyrics

(HypeBeastK on the beat, aye)
One thing about a young nigga like me
I don't give a fuck what a nigga think
Chop off his head throw it in the sink
Then I skate off like I'm in a rink
I stay in the trap all I eat is cereal
I got a new strap I took off the serial
You talking that smoke shit we get rid of you
You don't want smoke bitch I'll belittle you
My cousin got took nigga in the 8th grade
That shit hurt because he ain't even gangbang
Since then I been living the same way
I started hanging out in them gangways
Went broke so I started making shit flip
My momma find out and she threw a fit
I had to explain im tryna get rich
You know Ma ain't trying to hear that shit
You got on the mic and you started rapping
Everybody in the room knew you was cappin
That shit mad funny I be laughing
You got mad so you started naggin
Shout out my niggas coming out the city
But I'm the best rapper get wit me
Your bitch is a thot tryna get wit me
I get them zips low for 150
I gave em a Ziploc wit some broccoli
He got mad then he tried to follow me
Shoot out the backseat he behind me
Don't give a fuck nigga im grimey
I smoke a whole backwood I ain't cough once
You can't hit my shit nigga this is my blunt
Slide on his block choppa leaving sawdust
I left that pussy nigga onna sidewalk
I don't talk much I just the nine speak
I spit some game nigga to a dime piece
My choppa he loyal but he got a side piece
I fry you in oil nigga like a Saudi

(HypeBeastK on the beat, aye)
One thing about a young nigga like me
I don't give a fuck what a nigga think
Chop off his head throw it in the sink
Then I skate off like I'm in a rink
I stay in the trap all I eat is cereal
I got a new strap I took off the serial
You talking that smoke shit we get rid of you
You don't want smoke bitch I'll belittle you
My cousin got took nigga in the 8th grade
That shit hurt because he ain't even gangbang
Since then I been living the same way
I started hanging out in them gangways
Went broke so I started making shit flip
My momma find out and she threw a fit
I had to explain im tryna get rich
You know Ma ain't trying to hear that shit
You got on the mic and you started rapping
Everybody in the room knew you was cappin
That shit mad funny I be laughing
You got mad so you started naggin
Shout out my niggas coming out the city
But I'm the best rapper get wit me
Your bitch is a thot tryna get wit me
I get them zips low for 150
I gave em a Ziploc wit some broccoli
He got mad then he tried to follow me
Shoot out the backseat he behind me
Don't give a fuck nigga im grimey
I smoke a whole backwood I ain't cough once
You can't hit my shit nigga this is my blunt
Slide on his block choppa leaving sawdust
I left that pussy nigga onna sidewalk
I don't talk much I just the nine speak
I spit some game nigga to a dime piece
My choppa he loyal but he got a side piece
I fry you in oil nigga like a Saudi