the kill 2 歌词

Don't trip and fall in your LB heels (yeah, yeah) Bullets make it rain like a windowsill Bulle- Bullets to your face, she go in for the kill (uh, uh) Bite the bullet, like the taste, she go in for the kill Yeah, in for the kill, she go in for the kill Bite the bullet, like the taste, she go in for the kill (yeah, yeah) In for the kill, she go in for the kill (ah, ah) Bite the bullet, like the taste, she go in for the kill And she walkin' around with the Yves Saint Laurent Yeah, you so damn mad, 'cause I got what I want And she tell me that she got, what I need, what I want What I like, huh? Don't wanna hear it Pass me the lighter, I'm tryna get higher Blowin' on this gas, drive to the sky (sky, sky) Straight to the sky, uh (sky, sky) Straight to the sky, yuh Straight to the sky Yo, but she grew up in Barking, walking around in that Dolce Gabbana Dolce Gabban- in that Dolce Gabbana She ain't into no drama (she ain't into no-) Yo, but she grew up in Barking, walking around in that Dolce Gabbana Dolce Gabban- in that Dolce Gabbana She ain't into no drama (she ain't into no-) Don't trip and fall in your LB heels Bullets make it rain like a windowsill Bulle- Bullets to your face, she go in for the kill (uh, uh) Bite the bullet, like the taste, she go in for the kill Yeah, in for the kill, she go in for the kill Bite the bullet, like the taste, she go in for the kill (yeah, yeah) In for the kill, she go in for the kill (ah, ah) Bite the bullet, like the taste, she go in for the kill And she walkin' around with the Yves Saint Laurent Yeah, you so damn mad, 'cause I got what I want And she tell me that she got, what I need, what I want What I like, huh? Don't wanna hear it Pass me the lighter, I'm tryna get higher Blowin' on this gas, drive to the sky (sky, sky) Yeah, straight to the sky, uh (sky, sky) Yeah, straight to the sky, uh Straight to the-