red lyte (remix) - yxng kelo! lyrics
kelo f*ck your music
i stay with a knife
that bl!ck on my lap i’m finna grab a pipe
it’s either get left or you finna get right
i’m finna stop and then sleep for the night
yea i’m sipping on water
i walk in that junk and i’m taking the daughter
nah sike and i’m finna go shoot on the father
i’m finna go plug that boy up like a charger
like stop you stealing my flow
i’m finna pull up and knock on the door
i’m sipping on coke
you smoking that dope
i need to go buy me that sum from the store
on god on god he want that static i pull out that red beam
i’m finna be in between that boy girl dreams
i walk in that junk with a big blue ring
he trying to go fight
i’m finna be shooting
nah sike and i get in my duffle
i’m finna blow that boy house bubble
that chop and that stick and its finna go cut you
i’m finna go flex my big musclеs
i’m finna go fry that boy up like a ruffle
i’m talking about football
get in that huddlе
i’m finna pull out the beam and it touch you
i laugh 2 the bank and i’m finna go lock
nah sike and i hit that boy up in his top
i’m finna go come in that junk with a mop
that choppa make a sound pop pop
i’m feeling like rock
i’m finna catch that boy lacking at red light
nah sike and i put him to sleep bedtime
i feel like i’m tatum i’m talking about top 5
i’m finna hit up his house glock 9
thi thi thi thi that choppa gon sing and it fah fah fah
i’m not with the violence and i’m finna leave her on read typing
see back in my day and i love me that writing
that glock finna reload
they finna walk in that crib with the kelo
nah sike and i’m bored i’m finna go beastmode
on god n0body comparing to kelo
chop and that stick i’m finna break that boy off
no i’m not talking about twix
i got your mom in the back of the seat and she finna go give me a big kiss
not finna switch he got a chop with a stick
lil bro finna hop in the whip
i got that clip and not talking about fornite i’m finna get me a big clip
yeah oh yeah oh yeah yeah oh yeah oh yeah
yeah oh yeah oh yeah yeah on god
i’m finna cook and not talking about rotel
i’m finna go get me a dime odell
she come in the crib and i pray she dont smell
his mom and them is finna go cry
oh well
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