Wake Up

[Yea, it's ya boy Pimpton
This is Killa Call Me Killa Volume 3
Baby
You know what time it is
We bout to
We bout to wake y'all up
Pimp, yea]

[Chorus]
Hello good morning, this the start of your life, wake up
It's time to get it, hands up, if you wit it
Put two fingers to the ceiling
(Doo doo doot doo doot doot)
If you're feeling, how I'm feeling then we bout to stack a billion

[Verse]
Yea this the 3rd volume of the Call me Killa legacy
Still run the game, like I paid off the referee
Still spitting weaponry, Chef Ramsey with the recipe
Killa Call Me Killa Volume 3, we killin er'y thang
Might fuck around go rеmind these hoes who rеally wear the ring
Gorilla Clan under God, above everything
Some niggas fell, and some niggas prevail
In the end, all I know is, can't no lil bitch, come between me and my cash flow baby
I'm a asshole, shittin on these wackos
Baby, talking big bird shit, pterodactyl baby
If you know it's bomb then come here get ya back blown baby
Last time I was blacking out, now I'm back going crazy
Shorty need a pack, told em, hit my jack, when you ready
Hoe you know I'm bout my fetty
Yea I keep this bitch movin like a migration
They call me killa, cause I kill it with the vibrations

[Chorus]
Hello good morning, this the start of your life, wake up
It's time to get it, hands up, if you wit it
Put two fingers to the ceiling
(Doo doo doot doo doot doot)
If you're feeling, how I'm feeling then we bout to stack a billion

[Yea, that shit sound crazy
But we really just gon take a rack
And we gon stack another rack
And we gon stack that shit till it's a hundred of them
Then we make a million of them
Then we make a billion of them
Let's go]

[Verse]
Awn, keep a spliff poking out my lips, like a pierced clit
3-0-6 that's my bitch
Milking that cow, yeah baby that's my lick
Gas bellowing out the roof when you spot my whip
Ain't damn thang change, I still cop it when the price is low
Pies & Oz, to get you through your highs and lows
Keep a 3rd wheel bitch, she my side funsho
And when she down to menage, that's my tricycle
So take a ride, with a young, fresh Prairie pimp
Liberate your mind, get set, baby let's begin
I take a dotted line and fill that space with excellence
Ain't no vaccines for this illness
I'm not what you thought, when you're thinking of failing
In fact, I'm quite obviously the opposite feeling
Talking bout a billion, fuck it man let make a trill
It's Pimpton, Killa Call me Killa Volume 3