kilo wtf ?! - jaey kilo lyrics
kilo wtf ?! lyrics
[intro]
yeah
kilo
bcg
yeah
huh
huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh (yo kilo what the f*ck ?!)
[chorus]
b*tch want me to keep f*cking, i said “i got money to make”
what the f*ck is you b*tching for ? in one week i done took you on two dates
on tuesday night we hit eddie v’s, calamari on both our plates
and just last sat*rday hit ruth chris, and both us ate t*bone steaks, okay
no i can’t do sh*t with a qp, i need a full plate
bro call my phone, say i’ll make a lil’ bread i take it out of state, that’s straight
that p*ssy ass n*gga think he so sl!ck, he trying to duck off by the lake
and nah not lake eola, or by lake nona, but i know the place, wait
[verse 1]
i ain’t gon’ say to much, ‘case a n*gga get whacked, then it ain’t my fault
don’t blame me for sh*t, i was at the crib, what the f*ck you thought ? nah hold up
i think i was my b*tch, we was out of town at thе casino loft
either way i don’t know a f*ck thing, so unless you gon’ charge mе, i’ma just leave and walk
way to solid for all of that talking, it’s easy as f*ck to be quiet
aw yeah i seen black and white on jit, he was singing more than a choir
tell that boy get the f*ck from ’round, man knowing his ass he wearing a wire
nah i ain’t the father of your kids lil’ mama
i’m rawer, and streeter, and flyer ha
i get in that p*ssy and k!ll it, you tell me it’s mines
but i’ma keep it real i got trust issues, so i feel like you lying
i know that i’m toxic, i’m trying to stop it, so don’t you start up with the crying
god d*mn what is ? what you want ? okay, alright, i’ll get it in line, that’s fine
[chorus]
b*tch want me to keep f*cking, i said “i got money to make”
what the f*ck is you b*tching for ? in one week i done took you on two dates
on tuesday night we hit eddie v’s, calamari on both our plates
and just last sat*rday hit ruth chris, and both us ate t*bone steaks, okay
no i can’t do sh*t with a qp, i need a full plate
bro call my phone, say i’ll make a lil’ bread i take it out of state, that’s straight
that p*ssy ass n*gga think he so sl!ck, he trying to duck off by the lake
and nah not lake eola, or by lake nona, but i know the place, wait
[verse 2]
recorded so much, got a second phone for all my music
this sh*t come easy to me, i’m gifted, they won’t admit it, but knew it
why the f*ck you riding the south with that gun lil’ boy ? we know you won’t use it
don’t get yo’ bl!ck took trying show it off, that’s how you’ll loose it, on gang
[chorus]
b*tch want me to keep f*cking, i said “i got money to make”
what the f*ck is you b*tching for ? in one week i done took you on two dates
on tuesday night we hit eddie v’s, calamari on both our plates
and just last sat*rday hit ruth chris, and both us ate t*bone steaks, okay
no i can’t do sh*t with a qp, i need a full plate
bro call my phone, say i’ll make a lil’ bread i take it out of state, that’s straight
that p*ssy ass n*gga think he so sl!ck, he trying to duck off by the lake
and nah not lake eola, or by lake nona, but i know the place, wait
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