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Lil Kee
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sh*t so filled with fake, it ain't no more love I'm promotin' violence, I'm promotin' violence (Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy) Uh, uh I'm promotin' violence I'm promotin' violence Uh, uh I'm promotin' violence I'm promotin' violence Man, this sh*t so filled with fake, it ain't no more love I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up See I'm promotin' violence Spin your block, it sound like music to me, it's some violins Say when I spin, no hidin' You get killed for bеin' tied in Ho, we spin your sh*t when you at thе table, n***a, dinin' Ho, when you put that b*t*h up in his face like pu**y, die then They like "Kee, why you be strapped so much, promotin' violence?" Bro don't care nothin' 'bout no answer, but if she lit, just fly her in I'm like psych, I'm lyin', b*t*h wan' give head, she drivin' Can't even talk to me or rock with me if you are not a ten Can't be expecting me to put you on if you never put in I can't wait 'til me and brodie do a drive-by again Can you put a n***a up for me on FOX 5, twin? Even though that I can't whip, I still be lookin' in the mirror I be dripped with my extension, my Balenci bottom gear I been stealin', doin' robberies, and killin' for a year Got two Dracos in my lap, n***a, know I'ma shoot You want some smoke with me, n***a, fire it up, know what you don' Know you hate what I got goin' on, n***as think I'm stupid Spin your block, when sh*t get ugly, won't even get into it Want me to lose, gotta keep my tool n***a still scream, "f**k 'em all" You ain't gotta ask me, hell yeah, that's my dog Two twin Dracos, can't even fit in my f**kin' drawers Now you're onto somethin' I kick the lil' ho out for even actin' like she own somethin' I love my Glock so much, I'm 'bout to buy this whole new chrome butt I surround myself with shooters, if you don't shoot, you can't come 'round us I don't need nobody comin' 'round like they my friend Long as this pistol up on me, I'm poppin' my sh*t We eat good, this that steak and shrimp and not hibachi Sixteen shots'll make me catch a body like I'm Lockett Man, this sh*t so filled with fake, it ain't no more love I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up See I'm promotin' violence Spin your block, it sound like music to me, it's some violins Say when I spin, no hidin' You get killed for bein' tied in Ho, we spin your sh*t when you at the table, n***a, dinin' Man, this sh*t so filled with fake, it ain't no more love I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up See I'm promotin' violence Spin your block, it sound like music to me, it's some violins Say when I spin, no hidin' You get killed for bein' tied in Ho, we spin your sh*t when you at the table, n***a, dinin' Man, this sh*t so filled with fake, it ain't no more love I don't know what it's gon' take for me to change up Man, these n***as be so snake, it ain't no more trust So when I switch, don't even tell me that I changed up
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