What Love Laney Keyz (Ft. Calboy)

[Chorus: Laney Keyz]
Fresh off the lot, I painted it black
I gave her my heart, I'm takin' it back
This Yves Saint Laurent, I gave them some racks
He not my dawg, so stay where you at
I spend it all and I'm makin' it back
I wanna ball, Kobe and Shaq
She think I'm a dog, I call her a cat
Fuck what you call 'em, I call 'em a rat
It ain't too much they can say when you pull up on 'em and the doors suicidal
If I got some racks, my bro got some racks, lil' bitch, I put that on the Bible
Ho, get the fuck out the way
She blockin' vision 'cause she mad and she spiteful
Yo, get the fuck out the way
That's what I'm sayin' when I'm passin' my idols

[Verse 1: Laney Keyz]
Vision was hella specific
Rеspect your position
Sit back and collect the commission
I bеt that you didn't
I get why you mad, 'cause we travelin' like we done stepped off the pivot
Fuck it, the thotties invited
The ones who ain't got it invited, except for you niggas
Hop in the Audi, we outtie
But you not allowed in the party, it's hella you niggas
Killin' the vibe with the negative energy
Knew I was hot and they tried to belittle
Counted me out and they kinda offended me
Smokin' this dope while I plot on my enemies
Bitch, I'm from Cali, the plug up the street
I done been hurt by some people that's kin to me
Stood on that block and they tried to get rid of me
I got some money and shit started hittin' me