Killin'em - Lil Debbie

You ain’t talkin' 'bout gettin' rich

Bitch, what the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?

Money schemes, we stockin' out

And them hater hoes, we chalk 'em out

Yeah, Debbie gon' kill 'em

(Debbie, don’t kill 'em)

Now, Debbie gon' kill 'em

(Alright, go get 'em)

Right now I’m feelin' high as a kite

Bitch, fuck your feelings, I’m chillin'

Heard you were lookin' for Debbie

Find me wherever the bread be

Pussy as good as the head be

But you silly bitches are not ready

I’m on one, I’m turned up, we just havin' fun, hoe

What you make in one year, I just made in one show

I’m on, bitch, yeah, I’m on

What the fuck y’all on?

Motherfucker, I’m gone

Damn right, I’m gone

Four shots of Patron, now boss bitch straight

12:30, kicks clean, but my nails dirty

Been grindin', hoe, outshinin' hoe

You bitch made like vagina, hoe

And that’s real shit, I’m a real bitch

I lock and load and I kill shit

Don’t feel shit, I’m cold-blooded

These bitches hatin' but my hoes love it

So, fuck y’all, all o' y’all

If y’all don’t like me, blow me

Y’all gon' keep fuckin' around with me

And turn me back to the old me

It’s like I keep running into the same bitches

Tryna creep up while I’m lane switchin'

Play hard but the game different

And I can’t even play with ya

Killin' em, killin' em, killin' em

Bitch, I’m killin' em, killin' em, killin' em

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch, bitch)

Poppin' bottles in the club all night

Mixin' purple with that Sprite, all right

Poppin' mollies with that kush blend off light

Still shittin' on you bitches on the off night

Debbie, hoe, Debbie, hoe

Far shit, the old stereo

Ain’t shit you can’t tell me, hoe

Oooh, kill 'em little

I’m the baddest bitch everywhere we go

We pass the blunt like merry-go

With that kill shit, barrio

You bitches talk but act scared tho

I’m on, yeah, hoe, I’m on

Swear to God, I’m gone, what the fuck y’all on?

Most shot of Patron, I been smokin' that bomb

Bitch, I’m faded, you nothin' and I made it

I’m poppin' and you hate it

Yeah, you watchin' and you hate it

You can’t say shit, now I’m higher than a spaceship

I don’t know if I’m comin' down

Treat the Bay like track meat

Just ask my city who runnin' now

They love the style, they feel the flow

These bitch know, so they steal the flow

But I steal the show, all eyes on me

'Cause I’m still the hoe, yeah, I’m still that hoe, bitch

It’s like I keep running into the same bitches

Tryna creep up while I’m lane switchin'

Play hard but the game different

And I can’t even play with ya

Killin' em, killin' em, killin' em

Bitch, I’m killin' em, killin' em, killin' em

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch)

And I go hardcore as a motherfucker (bitch, bitch)