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what love - laney keyz lyrics

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[chorus: laney keyz]
fresh off the lot, i painted it black
i gave her my heart, i’m takin’ it back
this yves saint laurent, i gave them some racks
he not my dawg, so stay where you at
i spend it all and i’m makin’ it back
i wanna ball, kobe and shaq
she think i’m a dog, i call her a cat
f*ck what you call ’em, i call ’em a rat
it ain’t too much they can say when you pull up on ’em and the doors suicidal
if i got some racks, my bro got some racks, lil’ b*tch, i put that on the bible
ho, get the f*ck out the way
she blockin’ vision ’cause she mad and she spiteful
yo, get the f*ck out the way
that’s what i’m sayin’ when i’m passin’ my idols

[verse 1: laney keyz]
vision was h*lla specific
rеspect your position
sit back and collect the commission
i bеt that you didn’t
i get why you mad, ’cause we travelin’ like we done stepped off the pivot
f*ck it, the thotties invited
the ones who ain’t got it invited, except for you n*ggas
hop in the audi, we outtie
but you not allowed in the party, it’s h*lla you n*ggas
k!llin’ the vibe with the negative energy
knew i was hot and they tried to belittle
counted me out and they kinda offended me
smokin’ this dope while i plot on my enemies
b*tch, i’m from cali, the plug up the street
i done been hurt by some people that’s kin to me
stood on that block and they tried to get rid of me
i got some money and sh*t started hittin’ me
[interlude: laney keyz]
i see greatness, i look in the mirror
i see hatred, i look at ’em clear
and i f*cked up with a down b*tch, got these other b*tches actin’ weird
i was f*cked up, i was drownin’, know a couple n*ggas that didn’t hear it
what love? what love?

[chorus: laney keyz]
fresh off the lot, i painted it black
i gave her my heart, i’m takin’ it back
this yves saint laurent, i gave them some racks
no, he not my dawg, so stay where you at
i spend it all, i’m makin’ it back
i wanna ball, kobe and shaq
she think i’m a dog, i call her a cat
f*ck what you call ’em, i call ’em a rat
it ain’t too much they can say when you pull up on ’em and the doors suicidal
if i got some racks, my bro got some racks, lil’ b*tch, i put that on the bible
ho, get the f*ck out the way
you blockin’ vision ’cause you mad and you spiteful
yo, get the f*ck out the way
that’s what i’m sayin’ when i’m passin’ my idols

[verse 2: calboy]
b*tch, i’m the realest, it’s rare, i know
n*ggas be industry, weird, i know
and we leave that sh*t in the streets, yeah, i blow
where the f*ck is my enemies? dead, i hope
shawty say that she feelin’ me, yeah, right, ho
she just gon’ f*ck ’cause this bread right, though
ayy, lil’ n*gga, don’t try us, you can die, bro
and i’m still on that block that your mans died on
and i’m from the ‘raq, where it go down
used to be my b*tch, i let her go, she a ho now
baby, we get lit up like a hoedown
want me showin’ love, sorry, baby, i don’t know how
used to have a heart, but it’s cold out
we gon’ pull up on his block, it’s a blowout
and he really knew what i was ’bout
he ain’t watch his mouth, know a n*gga got blowed down
brodie pop out, he like, “h*llo”
he tote a glizzy, it came with a shovel, woah
said he want smoke, hope he dance with the devil
he said it’s up, then it’s stuck like a ghetto
can’t get caught at that light, keep my foot on the pedal
we can rock out ’cause i keep heavy metal
nothin’, now i got some money to stand on
that sh*t came with a thottie, she shake it like jell*o
[chorus: laney keyz]
fresh off the lot, i painted it black
i gave her my heart, i’m takin’ it back
this yves saint laurent, i gave them some racks
no, he not my dawg, so stay where you at
i spend it all, i’m makin’ it back
i wanna ball, kobe and shaq
she think i’m a dog, i call her a cat
f*ck what you call ’em, i call ’em a rat
it ain’t too much they can say when you pull up on ’em and the doors suicidal
if i got some racks, my bro got some racks, lil’ b*tch, i put that on the bible
ho, get the f*ck out the way
you blockin’ vision ’cause you mad and you spiteful
yo, get the f*ck out the way
that’s what i’m sayin’ when i’m passin’ my idols

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