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free keith - zaybang lyrics

[intro]
where you can’t stay
tell her maybe
(easy deezy)

[chorus]
look, i told the b*tch, “you gotta pay me or you can’t stay”
and free keith, i’m finna send another jpay
you wearin’ fake*ass jewelry in that fake bape
the b*tch eatin’ lobster tails, i just ate steak (n*gga)
these n*ggas bringin’ up my name, tell ’em state facts
’cause you could really lose your life, ain’t no shake back
see, we could bet the six and eight, or you could straight cr*p
and if it wasn’t for this rappin’, i’d straight trap (n*gga)

[verse 1]
i’m showin’ out, i swear to god, them people f*cked up
a real n*gga in the door, sh*t, i donе lucked up (n*gga)
and f*ck a date, i told the b*tch, “sh*t, wе gon’ f*ck”
i know them n*ggas hate to see me in that black truck (clown)
it’s one*twenty just in jewelry, check my last pic
he think we equal ’cause he f*ckin’ with my last b*tch
a million later, swear to god, i ain’t been back since (n*gga)
it’s ruccis on this white benz with the black tints (clown)
and i don’t f*ck with old b*tches, leave ’em past tense
my baby mama h*lla thick with an accent
and n*gga, you could lose your life for this rap sh*t
it’s h*lla money in the room, we ain’t average
them n*ggas broke, they can’t even show a ten*piece
them n*ggas hurtin’, walkin’ ’round in them bent sneaks
you fell in love with that ho, and b*tches been freaks
i f*cked this b*tch to a view, we at— look (twin peaks, n*gga)
[chorus]
look, i told the b*tch, “you gotta pay me or you can’t stay”
and free keith, i’m finna send another jpay
you wearin’ fake*ass jewelry in that fake bape
the b*tch eatin’ lobster tails, i just ate steak (n*gga)
these n*ggas bringin’ up my name, tell ’em state facts
’cause you could really lose your life, ain’t no shake back (n*gga)
see, we could bet the six and eight, or you could straight cr*p
and if it wasn’t for this rappin’, i’d straight trap

[verse 2]
this money got me feelin’ different, b*tch, i can’t cap
i’m probably on my ninth tape, droppin’ straight paps
my brother still up in that pen’, i bought him eight caps
i’m k!llin’ n*ggas with success ’cause n*ggas can’t rap
these n*ggas scared to chase a bag, they wanna blame me
you thirty, livin’ with your mama, it just can’t be
i’m heavy camp around the neck and this sh*t ain’t cheap
this n*gga think he keepin’ up and bought a fake ring
was broke, fresh up out that pen’, i had seven shots
and way before i had a bag, i was on a block
some of my n*ggas in they feelings, i just let ’em watch
i think this n*gga goin’ broke, he finna sell his watch
the ceo around this b*tch, i rock with 08
she like the better off alone, she wanna wear the chain
my lil’ n*ggas with me shootin’ like it’s notre dame
and you could keep on playin’ stupid, n*ggas know the name
[chorus]
look, i told the b*tch, “you gotta pay me or you can’t stay”
and free keith, i’m finna send another jpay
you wearin’ fake*ass jewelry in that fake bape
the b*tch eatin’ lobster tails, i just ate steak (n*gga)
these n*ggas bringin’ up my name, tell ’em state facts
’cause you could really lose your life, ain’t no shake back (n*gga)
see, we could bet the six and eight, or you could straight cr*p
and if it wasn’t for this rappin’, i’d straight trap

- zaybang lyrics

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