Eminem, Jack Harlow, Cordae - Killer (Remix)

Текст песни Eminem, Jack Harlow, Cordae - Killer (Remix)

Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty

Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money

Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny

Earn it just to burn it, swag drip—


I used to rock a toboggan

Headphones around my neck, tryna be like Shady

Now the phone that's in my pocket seem to keep vibratin'

I got all these Ronnie Bennetts tryna be my baby


Tryna fiancé me

I take the steering wheel and drive them girls beyond crazy

I'm on a song with my idol

I'm a cold-blooded version of the song title