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WestKoast Keve

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Oooouuah
Just turn the beat on record it, I'm coming off the top
Don't know why wore sweats today, it's fucking hot
This nigga talking like a killer, I know he not
And now he talking bout some pussy that he never got
Man it's a shame, it's amazing how these niggas lie
You grown now, how a nigga hit you, and you cry?
Man you the type to load yo weapon, say you tryna slide
And when you feel it getting real you jumping out the ride
Probably the type to have that blick on you and still die
Pulling out and not shooting it feeling like that guy
Then you tried to turn that lil ho into yo bride
And felt offended when she fucked the homie on the side
They talking like they want a war and they ain't got no guns
Thats like tryna hit the ATM without no funds
Don't know what I ate today, but now I got the runs
I fucked yo bitch the other day her booty felt like buns
Stopped at the store today that nigga asked for a gram
I ain't feel like bagging that, I put it in his hand
A couple years ago I couldn't sleep without a xan
These days I just don't sleep nigga f*ck a xan
I been running up these bands I ain't even plan it
All these accounts that I run I could barely manage
In Victorville I need some bud let me hit up Damage
He said I got you Keve blood you ain't got to panic
My bitch mad I just turned all the bacon black
I ain't used to making breakfast I be making crack
I ain't spending nomore money Ima let it stack
And anything I drop on Ima get it back
I got that beat in my trunk feel like a earthquake
It sound good she gon dance like it's her birthday
Keve with the shit, end of the story
Only thing I ask a bitch to do is shave that pussy for me
I forgot half of the hoes I had, feel like Dory
How the f*ck my memory gone, I ain't even 40
Could of bought some liquor today, I got a .40
How you tryna trade dat 9 nigga? I got a .40
Her titties all in my face, feel like its 4D
My last bitch ain't work out, couldn't afford me
This other bitch keep telling me, that she adore me
I be feeling like a damn fish, they try to lore me
Ooooooouuu
Ooouu ooouuuu
Oooooouuaaaahhh
Aaaahheeaaahh
Ooouahaahh
They could be up and you down don't ask for nothing that shit funny
How they change on you, now they see you getting money
From the dirty, but I make it rain, now that's muddy
All flame when you see us out, my niggas bloody
Titus, EL.R, T3, few of the crip homies
RoRo he from 8 Trey Gangsta, that's the big homie
New twin Glocks and one, come with a stick on it
Them shoes that I want on StockX, I'm finna bid on it
Respected, don't say my name without the mister
I was finna stop drinking, I realized I'm not a quitter
All this diamond cut gold in my mouth, look like it's glitter
Made this bitch cum like 4 times I played, with her clitter
Man it's hard to be a father, BM bitter
That bitch know I'm free, why she looking for a sitter
I could never be broke, all I do is get richer
And you could of had that bag this round, got to be quicker
Niggas sipping out of lil cups, give me the pitcher
Amazon with this dick and stuff, bitch I deliver
She don't even drink, she ain't never had no liquor
But that's bool 'cause this dick already fucking up her liver
I ain't never tried to f*ck yo bitch, blood she ugly
I'll probably have to square up on that hoe if she touch me
I got acid reflux, had my stomach feeling bubbly
Could of tagged me in that shit you wolfing bout, but you subbed me
Got a holster for the sub compact, it fit snug
I ain't really think need the long nose, I got a snub
I don't even sell halfs no more, he want a dub
Niggas out here parking lot pimping, can't afford the club

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