Cts! Yung Keeta (Ft. Caponeti & ​pichu)

[Chorus: Keeta]
Everyday we addin' up
Goin' super fast in CTS's they ain't catchin' us
That boy be so broke yeah he a bum he had to catch the bus
Don't touch back it up
Big bag stack it up
I been gettin' cash ye im the boss of it
Yo' hoe I'm on top of her
I can not leave my house unless I'm bringin' my chop over
Told me that her mom hates me she say I'm a pot smoker
I just hit up gang I told them to bring the drop over
Bring over the drop, I'm tyna sip
I got some leftover Wock on my lips
Money on gang gang, money crip
Money on beats how I make it flip
Tell your hoe "baby don't drip"
Empty the holе, clip
R.I.P. bozo like rip, ha yeah

[Verse 1: pichu]
I'm gonna spin this hellcat
Feeling likе yeat where the bells at
Racks came in got a Maybach
Spend a 100k and I made it back
Ridin' that Lexus all black
Close that zipper you ain't all that
Cup you sipping ain't all drank
Ha ha, choppa' turn you to a potato
I got some business outta the way bro
You ain't gon fuck then out of the way hoe
I got so much money I'm rich
My Glock hotter than your bitch
You is a bug, glitch
Talkin that smack and I'm ballin' the fist