[Intro: Lil Keed]
Mario
Thought you know
4PF and Hood Baby
Thought you know this
I thought you know it
I thought you know this
Let's go, let’s go
Keed talk to 'em
[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
Hundred shots up out that fuckin' Bentley (Brr, brr, brr)
Y’all some baby boys, go suck some titties (He a titty boy)
I put this shit on, nigga, you not drippin' (You not drippin')
'Fore I cop that Scatpack, these feet, I was whippin' (I was whippin')
'Fore I cock the gat back, I take me a four, get geeked some, yeah (Got it back)
Took my turn shoppin', put Chanel on they britches (On his britches)
I don’t give no fuck, slime an opp, this shit come with it, yeah
In them Caddy trucks, yeah, countin’ up all these digits
I don't write no rhymes, no sir, I ain’t been to school in a minute (Nah, no sir)
Sunset sherbet in the Backwood, we don't do no Phillies, yeah
Since we speakin' of Philly, I'm with Uzi on the benches (On them benches)
And my bad ho sexy, yeah, her pussy taste like candy (Let’s go)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I done fucked around, went to sleep off them Xans in that ho
Young nigga who got the streets, I spent bands on my folks
Me and 4PF DT runnin' bands on these hoes (Slimeball)
Nah, I don't need no cleats, I'm runnin' bands on these hoes, yeah
I don't need no light, diamonds they dancin' on hoes, yeah
I don't need no Sprite, I'm drinkin' Crush with these fours
Nah, no relationship ties, I'm just fuckin' these hoes (No relationship ties)
In 250 with some slimes, in Lil Cali with some Locs (Let's go, 4PF)
Yeah, yeah yeah
Mario
Thought you know
4PF and Hood Baby
Thought you know this
I thought you know it
I thought you know this
Let's go, let’s go
Keed talk to 'em
[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
Hundred shots up out that fuckin' Bentley (Brr, brr, brr)
Y’all some baby boys, go suck some titties (He a titty boy)
I put this shit on, nigga, you not drippin' (You not drippin')
'Fore I cop that Scatpack, these feet, I was whippin' (I was whippin')
'Fore I cock the gat back, I take me a four, get geeked some, yeah (Got it back)
Took my turn shoppin', put Chanel on they britches (On his britches)
I don’t give no fuck, slime an opp, this shit come with it, yeah
In them Caddy trucks, yeah, countin’ up all these digits
I don't write no rhymes, no sir, I ain’t been to school in a minute (Nah, no sir)
Sunset sherbet in the Backwood, we don't do no Phillies, yeah
Since we speakin' of Philly, I'm with Uzi on the benches (On them benches)
And my bad ho sexy, yeah, her pussy taste like candy (Let’s go)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I done fucked around, went to sleep off them Xans in that ho
Young nigga who got the streets, I spent bands on my folks
Me and 4PF DT runnin' bands on these hoes (Slimeball)
Nah, I don't need no cleats, I'm runnin' bands on these hoes, yeah
I don't need no light, diamonds they dancin' on hoes, yeah
I don't need no Sprite, I'm drinkin' Crush with these fours
Nah, no relationship ties, I'm just fuckin' these hoes (No relationship ties)
In 250 with some slimes, in Lil Cali with some Locs (Let's go, 4PF)
Yeah, yeah yeah
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