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fto - ke herbo lyrics

[intro: ke herbo, iselin solheim]
(elvis)
you were the shadow to my light
did you feel us?
another star, you fade away
(blixky da blixky da blixky)
afraid our aim is out of sight
(drippy da drippy da drippy)
wanna see us alight
(free all my n*ggas)
where are you now?
where are you now?
(drippy da drippy da drippy)
where are you now?
was it all in my fantasy?
where are you now?
were you only imaginary?

[chorus: qb]
with the .30, i move like i’m steph
i dare a n*gga try to step
we outside, we ain’t ducking no wreck
n*ggas talk all that sh*t on the net
then in person, they run out of breath
[?] from his brother instead
for the drip, cost an arm and a leg, (p*ssy)
[verse 1: qb]
just watch how you approach a veteran
when it comе to the opps, we ain’t settling
it’s a problеm, you know we gon’ handle it
in suburbans we slide like the president
send some shots then we load, then i bend again
only bullets gon’ f*ck up his ligaments
call up shh, you know he gon’ finish him
call up shh, you know he gon’ finish him

[verse 2: topopp eli]
n*ggas know i got luck i ain’t say sh*t
hop out the v, i’m still gonna spray sh*t
pop 2 percs, get faded
bad little b*tch you know she ain’t basic
last [?] flock still bang, n*ggas hated
last [?] flock still bang, n*ggas hated
pour up a 4 with the migos and lace it
n*ggas is dropping the rakes to get famous
call up my zoes, you knw that i’m haitian
them n*ggas end up in spliffs if you make it

[verse 3: ke herbo]

n*gga tony, shot in his head
next time we spin, everything dead
f*ck a treesh and her friend
shiggie da shiggie let off shots and the fled
free draco, me and bro outside was puttin in work, no payroll
put a dot on a n*gga like it’s bingo
its 2022, everybody got grips
better up that sh*t first, like
on the d*ck, she gon twerk, on the d*ck, she gon work
lemme f*ck off a perc, i might f*ck it
pass lil bdot that lil n*gga punchin
bdot got shot, he thought we would jump him
aimin’ cl!ckin’ shoot for his m*ffin, ballin out like the nuggets
amiri jeans, i be frontin’, (mb, mb) spin 100, get to dumpin’
[chorus: qb]
with the .30, i move like i’m steph
i dare a n*gga try to step
we outside, we ain’t ducking no wreck
n*ggas talk all that sh*t on the net
then in person, they run out of breath
[?] from his brother instead
for the drip, cost an arm and a leg

[outro: iselin solheim]
where are you now?
where are you now?
where are you now?
was it all in my fantasy?
where are you now?
were you only imaginary?
you were the shadow to my light
did you feel us?…

- ke herbo lyrics

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