Killin' It - Krewella

You're gonna push your luck

Tell me you've had enough

I'm taking off these gloves

Get down and lick the dust

Wanna piece of this

Wanna, wanna piece of this— cherry pie

What you, what you gonna make of this?

One minute in the back seat

You hit the switch

I'm a predator, rapture, I am killin' it

I am— killin' it

I'm a predator, rapture, I am killin' it

I am— killin' it

Got you sweating for the high baby, night and day

I'ma punch to your gut and take your breath away

Love drunk, in the craze when you get a taste

I'm an earthquake, feel my rage till I get my way

Like a drug

Come on, come on, gotta get your fix

Eat your heart out then seal it with a kiss

Aim high, pull the trigger till I get a hit

I'm a predator, rapture, I am killin' it

I am— killin it

I'm a predator, rapture, I am killin' it

I am— killin' it