[Intro]
Yeah
I go by Keed, talk to 'em
Keed, talk to to 'em, yeah, Raqhid, talk to 'em
Slump his ass
Yeah, this that shit right here
Yeah, I talk that shit right here
Let's go (Keed, talk to 'em)
[Chorus]
I got this shit goin' brazy (Shit goin' brazy)
I got this fashion goin' brazy (Fashion goin' brazy)
I got these sluts goin' brazy (Sluts goin' brazy)
Bankroll, it's on me, come and take it (Yee)
Starlit, these diamonds constellations (Yeah)
I never rush, always had patience (Yeah)
I'll never be a consolation (Nah)
I take a charter, Tom Brady (Let's go, yeah)
(Let's go)
[Verse 1]
You ain't believe in me (Me)
Should've never showed you my dreams (Hey)
'Cause you was doubtin' me (Doubtin' me)
I showed my momma and my daddy (Yeah)
I never smashed her on the mattress (Nah)
I never smashed her in the palace (No)
You penny pinchin, Mr. Krabs (Woo)
So you ate like Krabby Patty (Hahaha)
I just cooked up in the lab (Yeah)
'Cause a nigga living lavish (Yeah)
Why the fuck I'm getting backstabbed?
'Cause a nigga living lavish (Yeah)
Richard Mille on my right wrist
Flood the other with a Patek (Flood it)
I'm runnin' off with a white bitch (Yeah)
I break the law (Yeah, haha)
These bitches knowin' me (Yeah)
And she a fan of me (Fan)
She so in love with me (Mwah)
I need your number, B (Yeah)
I need your only one fans (Let's get it)
Let's run off and smoke all the strains
Lets make a colony
Yeah
I go by Keed, talk to 'em
Keed, talk to to 'em, yeah, Raqhid, talk to 'em
Slump his ass
Yeah, this that shit right here
Yeah, I talk that shit right here
Let's go (Keed, talk to 'em)
[Chorus]
I got this shit goin' brazy (Shit goin' brazy)
I got this fashion goin' brazy (Fashion goin' brazy)
I got these sluts goin' brazy (Sluts goin' brazy)
Bankroll, it's on me, come and take it (Yee)
Starlit, these diamonds constellations (Yeah)
I never rush, always had patience (Yeah)
I'll never be a consolation (Nah)
I take a charter, Tom Brady (Let's go, yeah)
(Let's go)
[Verse 1]
You ain't believe in me (Me)
Should've never showed you my dreams (Hey)
'Cause you was doubtin' me (Doubtin' me)
I showed my momma and my daddy (Yeah)
I never smashed her on the mattress (Nah)
I never smashed her in the palace (No)
You penny pinchin, Mr. Krabs (Woo)
So you ate like Krabby Patty (Hahaha)
I just cooked up in the lab (Yeah)
'Cause a nigga living lavish (Yeah)
Why the fuck I'm getting backstabbed?
'Cause a nigga living lavish (Yeah)
Richard Mille on my right wrist
Flood the other with a Patek (Flood it)
I'm runnin' off with a white bitch (Yeah)
I break the law (Yeah, haha)
These bitches knowin' me (Yeah)
And she a fan of me (Fan)
She so in love with me (Mwah)
I need your number, B (Yeah)
I need your only one fans (Let's get it)
Let's run off and smoke all the strains
Lets make a colony
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.