Taki Lil Keed
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
I didn't know a Marshmello could make a beat this hard, man
It's crazy ('Mello made it right)
Keed, talk to 'em
[Verse 1]
I caught a bad thot bitch, I put my friends on that (Thotty)
She real high-end (Yes, sir), she count a lot of cash (Woo)
What I drove in got a two-twenty dash (Rrrt-rrrt)
Pockets full of hundreds, got the bank card stashed (Slatt)
Riding in that monster, it's a fucking Hellcat
Try to rob me, I'll put some cash on your ass (Slatt-slatt)
Try to rob me, thinking I ain't gon' spaz (Say what?)
I told she wanna freak, she said, "Boy, I'll swallow you"
Dark-skin, brown-skin, shit, I call it Reese's (Call it Reese's)
Diamonds icy, yeah, like a hockey ring
They was pricey and they cost me (Woo)
Throw a lot of ones, she act righteous (Let's go)
Told your bitch to tag along (Come on)
You a little shrimp, I'd never put you on (Uh-uh)
Riding with tools, AutoZone (Blat, blat)
We filled a whole clip, they say we dead wrong (Shh)
[Bridge]
Spending bands on that (Yes, sir)
Have my young slime walking down on that (No cap)
Smashing on your ho, nigga, I ain't talking ball bats (Ah)
Young nigga on the Hen', dawg, I don't drink Cognac
Woo, woo (Keed, talk to 'em)
Yeah, yeah
I didn't know a Marshmello could make a beat this hard, man
It's crazy ('Mello made it right)
Keed, talk to 'em
[Verse 1]
I caught a bad thot bitch, I put my friends on that (Thotty)
She real high-end (Yes, sir), she count a lot of cash (Woo)
What I drove in got a two-twenty dash (Rrrt-rrrt)
Pockets full of hundreds, got the bank card stashed (Slatt)
Riding in that monster, it's a fucking Hellcat
Try to rob me, I'll put some cash on your ass (Slatt-slatt)
Try to rob me, thinking I ain't gon' spaz (Say what?)
I told she wanna freak, she said, "Boy, I'll swallow you"
Dark-skin, brown-skin, shit, I call it Reese's (Call it Reese's)
Diamonds icy, yeah, like a hockey ring
They was pricey and they cost me (Woo)
Throw a lot of ones, she act righteous (Let's go)
Told your bitch to tag along (Come on)
You a little shrimp, I'd never put you on (Uh-uh)
Riding with tools, AutoZone (Blat, blat)
We filled a whole clip, they say we dead wrong (Shh)
[Bridge]
Spending bands on that (Yes, sir)
Have my young slime walking down on that (No cap)
Smashing on your ho, nigga, I ain't talking ball bats (Ah)
Young nigga on the Hen', dawg, I don't drink Cognac
Woo, woo (Keed, talk to 'em)
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