Kiss Em Peace Lil Keed (Ft. Young Thug)

[Intro]
(YoungBoyBrown, on my kid)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
It might not matter to you, but it matter to me
Put a Panamera top and suede on the seats
Yeah, I caught a French bitch, she kiss my wee-wee-wee
Yeah, I copped the zaza bags and a brick of icy
And they wonder how I rock the mink in hundred degrees
'Cause I'm in AC, my heat on M16
My pockets on ATM, I'm on this ATV
If I ever catch an opp, know I kiss them peace

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
I ain't never have run-ins with old girls (Never ever)
I ain't never gon' punt, boy, I'ma score (Never ever)
Been a boss nigga, I ain't never do no chores
And they already know I'm too sharp like swords
Hit your block up with Berettas and more
Tell my white bitch and my black bitch make a s'more
Yeah, they hate seein' me win, it hurt to the core
Get active, yeah, we add fire to the fuel
I ain't comin' home tonight, don't leave the light on
Ain't goin' for nothin', find another nigga to plot on
I buy your block, bitch, partners and buy homes
I know real don dadas and vatos