(chorus) I pick my head up and i'm fightin' (i'm fightin', i'm fightin', i'm fightin', i'm fightin') I was in the field, outnumbered, yeah, they beat my ass but i was tryin' With these narcotics, i'm flyin' (mhmm, mhmm, mhmm) Show me somethin' real baby, yeah show me somethin' exciting I'm like bet, can you use no hands? (use no hands mama) Big gun on me, yeah, this stick don't jam (stick don't jam) You know i do this, yeah, i do it for the fam (do it for the fam okay) Try and shoot me, i shoot back shit go blam (shit go blam) Blam!
(verse) We not cool, motherfucker, you lame (lame, lame) I can make this bitch pop, yeah, i can make shit go bang (bang, bang) I'm with the stick like hockey Big stick on me no pocky (no pocky) I'm off lean like zombie (like zombie) Walk in this bitch can't stop me (can't stop me) Hop on the beat, i shit on a beat (let's go) Stomp on his head, he eat concrete (yeah) Rizz up a bitch, i skeet on her feet (uh huh) I don't give a fuck i sip on green I take drugs, i look like fiend (yeah) I bet i look crazy when god talk to me (yeah) Sippin' on sippin' on, sippin' on clean (yeah) I'm walkin', i'm walkin', i walk in the scene Walk in a telly with a whole lotta bags These bags got extended mags I'm ridin' in first class Bad bitch, oh she oh so bad All this money, amusing All i do is make music Louis v exclusives (exclusive) All of this exclusive I just got a message, yeah, it came with urgency (with urgency) I ain't worried bout nothin', there ain't no emergency Shawty want a birkin bag, she gotta work for me (gotta work for me) I'ma go cut this pussy real bad, just like a surgery (chorus) I pick my head up and i'm fightin' (i'm fightin', i'm fightin', i'm fightin', i'm fightin') I was in the field, outnumbered, yeah, they beat my ass but i was tryin' With these narcotics, i'm flyin' (mhmm, mhmm, mhmm) Show me somethin' real baby, yeah show me somethin' exciting I'm like bet, can you use no hands? (use no hands mama) Big gun on me, yeah, this stick don't jam (stick don't jam) You know i do this, yeah, i do it for the fam (do it for the fam okay) Try and shoot me, i shoot back shit go blam (shit go blam) Blam!
Song Description:
The song "Kilo - Blam!" is a high-energy track that delves into themes of struggle, perseverance, and living life on the edge. The chorus emphasizes the artist's determination to keep fighting despite being outnumbered and facing challenges. The lyrics also touch on the use of narcotics and the exhilaration that comes with living life on the edge.
In the verse, the artist asserts his dominance and confidence, showcasing his ability to make things happen and stand out in a crowd. The lyrics mention violence and drug use, painting a picture of a chaotic and intense lifestyle. Despite the darkness of the content, there is also a sense of bravado and swagger in the artist's delivery.
Overall, "Kilo - Blam!" is a gritty and raw song that captures the essence of street life and the struggles that come with it. The hard-hitting beat and aggressive lyrics create a sense of urgency and intensity, making it a standout track for fans of hardcore rap.
Kilo - Damage {Chorus} Yeah, what's crackin'? We gon' crack his head, leave damage I go, go, go, so savage He want some smoke, we whack him All this cash, cash, cash,
Kilo - I 3 Sex {intro} Nah, i got y'all fools, it's time, hit it I love the hills Carlos is here {chorus} I just gotta keep my cool In a srt, and that
KILO - Worthwhile {Verse} I know it’s been a while since I stood here tall Oh wow I ran from you a bunch but I came right back Oh wow {Chorus}
Kilo - Blam! (chorus) I pick my head up and i'm fightin' (i'm fightin', i'm fightin', i'm fightin', i'm fightin') I was in the field, outnumbered, yeah, they beat