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fake shit - lil kee lyrics

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[intro]
what’s happenin’, chi chi?

[chorus: lil kee]
i ain’t on no fake sh*t (uh, uh)
you get shot up on yo’ face, b*tch (uh, uh)
push up on lil kee (uh, uh), lil kee gon’ get your ass from [?] (uh, uh), mmm (baow)
know we quick to take sh*t, mmm
know we quick to face sh*t
make hits, take sh*t
know we quick to bl!ck sh*t (let’s go)
i remember past the [?], we shoot up in that [?], b*tch
keep ridin’ in that hemi, i can’t [?] dugg get to [?] out yo’ feelings
can put up for my mama, think i got me a milli’

[verse 1: lil kee]
i’m talkin’ every single dollar i can take off my children
get the f*ck out yo’ feelings
prolly say that i’m trippin’ (ah)
i do a lotta drugs, but i don’t really be sicker (ah)
ain’t four pockets full, but my pockets a lil’ different (a lil’ different)
if i gave you all my heart, could you dawg me, n*gga?
‘fore i go out likе [?] got my hand on the trigger (my hand on my guap)
if i put evеrything, could you see the bigger picture?
and i don’t ever [?], so show love to all my n*ggas
i do percocets and xan, ‘nother drug on my liquor (uh, uh)
if you gon’ turn (uh, uh), go back and back for every one of your digits (uh, uh)
i used to lurk for every bag (uh, uh) on every one of them missions (uh, uh)
lil’ b*tch, come get your issue (uh, uh)
[chorus: lil kee]
i ain’t on no fake sh*t (uh, uh)
you get shot up on yo’ face, b*tch (uh, uh)
push up on lil kee (uh, uh), lil kee gon’ get your ass from [?] (uh, uh), mmm (baow)
know we quick to take sh*t, mmm
know we quick to face sh*t
make hits, take sh*t
know we quick to bl!ck sh*t
i remember past the [?], we shoot up in that [?], b*tch
keep ridin’ in that hemi, i can’t [?] dugg get to [?] out yo’ feelings
can put up for my mama, think i got me a milli’

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
goin’ back and forth ’bout mine, try to show how i’m different
caught me slippin’ back on cali’ [?] again (uh, uh)
now what she say? prolly say she wanna f*ck the lil baby
that’s when that quarter million ‘cat, i get on all of my n*ggas
why the f*ck he touchin’ n*ggas? just a quarter of my n*gga
now we don’t fall for no b*tches
i know that trap, boy, a sound, though, hmm
she keep on cs like she quando, ooh
[?] on the news
b*tch, i’m thug, go get in [?]
five*fity when i vroom, g*wagen
i like [?] no fake b*tch, hatin’ b*tch, know we quick to rape sh*t
bae, who with you [?] know where the xanny
[chorus: lil kee]
i ain’t on no fake sh*t (uh, uh)
you get shot up on yo’ face, b*tch (uh, uh)
push up on lil kee (uh, uh), lil kee gon’ get your ass from [?] (uh, uh), mmm
know we quick to take sh*t, mmm
know we quick to face sh*t (let’s go)
make hits, take sh*t
know we quick to bl!ck sh*t
i remember past the [?], we shoot up in that [?], b*tch
keep ridin’ in that hemi, i can’t [?] dugg get to [?] out yo’ feelings
can put up for my mama, think i got me a milli’

[outro: lil kee]
think i got it all
think i got everything
[?] gang
spin the block like a hurricane
uh, uh, uh, uh, take sh*t
uh, uh, uh, uh, i was doin’ main hit
uh, uh, uh, uh, boy, you know i rape sh*t
what’s up on that stupid n*gga? yeah, that’s my [?]

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