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keys - wizz havinn lyrics

[intro]
yeah
(thanks, yakree)
uh, yeah

[chorus]
big cubans, my sh*t worth keys, i never met alicia (never met alicia)
first night, we had a threesome, d*mn, i think this b*tch a keeper (d*mn, i think this b*tch a keeper)
pour up sippin’ raw, ether, smokin’ on expensive reefer (yeah, yeah, yeah)
dope*boy fresh, yes, i should’ve popped out with a beeper (should’ve popped out with a beeper)
blue hundreds, pink fifties, bankroll same color as easter
hood b*tch with an attitude, she from miami like caresha
hardheaded, dropped out of school, i got more money than my teachers (got more f*ckin’ money)
these n*ggas ain’t never ball, they always watchin’ from the bleachers (they f*ckin’ dummies)

[verse]
went to the bank, a forty*ball is only what i took out (that’s all that i took out)
you ain’t never put the work in on a l!ck, you was always just a lookout (you was a f*ckin’ lookout)
big*ass bankroll, it’s thick as h*ll, look like i pulled a book out (d*mn)
i got on more ice than a cooler at the cookout (aw yeah)
i ain’t even take that b*tch to dinner, but she let me sl*t her out (she let me f*ck or somethin’)
i was broke as f*ck, remember? now i spend a dub on a watch (yeah, i’m up for certain)
drop an ounce of kylie jenner, now i go dumb in the pot (skrrt, skrrt)
n*ggas be switchin’ they agendas, like, homie, you thuggin’ or not? (like what?)
like is you trappin’ or what?
pack landed, sh*t goin’ up
7 series comin’ through like a truck (yeah)
dirty mud, stainin’ the cup (yeah)
ran it up off of slangin’ that stuff (yeah)
all blues like i’m bangin’ with cuz (cuz)
banger on me when i hang in the club (banger)
shooters and bad b*tches came with us (yeah)
[chorus]
big cubans, my sh*t worth keys, i never met alicia (i ain’t never met alicia)
first night, we had a threesome, d*mn, i think this b*tch a keeper (d*mn, i think this b*tch a keeper)
pour up sippin’ raw, ether, smokin’ on expensive reefer (yeah, yeah)
dope*boy fresh, yes, i should’ve popped out with a beeper (i should’ve popped out with a beeper)
blue hundreds, pink fifties, bankroll same color as easter (aw yeah)
hood b*tch with an attitude, she from miami like caresha (mm, i like you, bae)
hardheaded, dropped out of school, i got more money than my teachers (aw yeah)
these n*ggas ain’t never ball, they always watchin’ from the bleachers (yeah)

[outro]
uh, n*gga, aw yeah

- wizz havinn lyrics

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