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I ain't even have a witness and the nigga still told
Ha ha ha ha
He gone?

I'm the nigga out of Florida but I represent the noya
Got some chips on my shoulder
Got your bitch screaming "meeee", boy I'm KOLY dela Hoya
Zeek went and brought the rover
Nigga out of of Florida but I represent the noya
Got some chips on my shoulder
Got your bitch screaming "me", boy I'm KOLY dela Hoya
Zeek went and brought the rover
Nigga out of Florida I'm that nigga out of Florida
I'm that nigga out of Florida
Got your bitch screaming "meeee", boy I'm KOLY dela Hoya
KOLY dela Hoya

I done sold every city out
They done mention me what that shit be about
See my 40 on go it got a green dot
And that pot on the stove see that's a clean pot
Water whipping in the kitchen like for real though
I really made it out the trenches without a deal hoe
The state ain't even have a witness but he still told
Now he got a life sentence he got railroad
Now I'm rocking Louie v no more shell toes
When I asked them for a favor they say hell no
Slap a nigga with that pistol I went to jail for
I had a whole lot of friend ain't get no mail though
Zeek had a PBL and caught a elbow
Either rapping or robbing or nigga sell dope
And I ain't breaking down the pound don't need no scale woe
I'm KOLY p the boss I'm like a sailboat

Whether robbing or rapping, nigga, I'ma make it happen
I done put down the pistol now that Koly be snapping
Whether robbing or rapping, nigga, I'ma make it happen
I done put down the pistol now that Koly be snapping

I'm the nigga out of Florida but I represent the noya
Got some chips on my shoulder
Got your bitch screaming me, boy I'm KOLY dela Hoya
Zeek went and brought the rover
I'm the nigga out of Florida but I represent the noya
Got some chips on my shoulder
Got your bitch screaming me, boy I'm KOLY dela Hoya
Zeek went and brought the rover
Nigga out of Florida I'm that nigga out of Florida
I'm that nigga out of Florida
Got your bitch screaming meeee, boy I'm KOLY dela Hoya
KOLY dela Hoya

I know you heard about me
I'm repping bread over beef
I guess u niggas think I'm sweet but you can call me KOLY chief keef
Cuz what they sow they going to reap
I'm in the van 4 deep, niggas popping Zans I don't sleep
Don't make me call my nigga creep
You just run your forehand's to your mother f*cking feet
And call up thirty one with that clean and watch em skeeet
And My niggas kill for cheap, 10 racks can buy a heartbeat
Lil KOLY stay strapped his middle name car seat
If I gotta post bond tell baggs to call zeek
Cuz he going to three way oz and four hours I'm released
Koly p back on the streets
At Michelle Moore on the swings with my niece
That's what that real shit dooo I gottta feed my dawgs toooooo
I came up out the blue, steady stacking hundreds like a Jew
Yellow belly ass niggas y'all pikachu
I love my nigga pooooh if I call em he going to shoooot
That forty go toooot toooot toooooooot
No sedan, but I went n brought a Coop
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On that real nigga shit I'm the proof
Remember goin broke then running up them blues

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