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lil keed - virus lyrics
[intro]
(earlonthebeat)
[verse 1: lil keed]
big glock 40’s, you know ain’t no rugers
i walk with that fire, man they call me a nuisance
we live like dababy, we do it for rudy
i came on her face, then i came on her booty
these big diamond chain, we not wearin’ no ruby
then put sticks on these boys, it’s not no illusion
big dog to these n_ggas and no not no bully
murder gang sh_t, boy, you know how we rootin’
[verse 2: lil yachty]
i don’t do no lovin’, i’m tootin’ and bootin’
i’m with the smoke, crash, bandicoot
i’m with some hitta’s, that, love to shoot
pull up them b_tches ain’t hittin’ they bugaboo
diamonds be hittin’, i’m spittin’ like pikachu
think bout ya family, don’t do what that n_gga do
tryna’ go big, finna bust out your inter tube
three in a twenty, i’m sleepin’ in interviews
f_ckin’ this b_tch from thе back, booty so fat
that sh_t was shoot like an interlude
[verse 3: lil keed]
whipin’ his nosе, slimin’ that boy ass out, yeah
tell you what we will do
f_ckin’ her through, then i’m kickin her all out the spot
yeah, you know i’m not into you
no we not arguin’ or tuslin’ over these thots
yeah, you know we got plenty, oh
yeah, my young boy, they sn_tchin’ right off the lot
yeah, you know how we end em’ too
.223 bullet, yeah they rip through your spot
sh_t, you know how finish you
[verse 4: lil yachty]
whatchu want the mansion, or you want the penthouse?
b_tch pullin’ up in a robe with her ass out
i don’t say much, knock em’ out like i’m pacquiao
f_ck from the back with my chains, knock the back out
look like a l!ck, walk around with the bl!cky
watchin’ my back, this sh_t get tricky
anywhere i go, they do not [?] me
let this big’ go, she come back like a frisbee
f_ckin’ this model lil b_tch, she groovy like geekin’
f_ck with her energy
told all my n_ggas go saw em’ off, uh
gave all them young n_ggas ten a piece
that what it is
eight hundred dollars on soda fizz
bad lil b_tch, she came from [?]
had to hit twice, then i had dipped
sent her to l.a, she never took trips
[verse 5: lil keed]
momma, she cryin’, her son got ripped
not lackin’ no fifty, you know how we live
d_ck in her spine, i beat up her ribs
jumping these [?], but don’t touch the wheel
we just caught a pint, yeah, we poppin’ the seal
we run it like emmit, not goin’ out like [?]
armani pink with my gucci in teal
[?], i’m sealin’ the deals
[verse 6: lil yachty]
i spent eighty thousand on my earrings
bentley coupe gt, poof go the ceiling
nut, in a bad b_tch, she gon’ get the feelings
i don’t have feelings, move like a villain
t5 gold, prolly think i was stealing
i do the dash in the cat, straight peeling
shift to the bando, same as the [?]
b_tch gon’ f_ck, cause i’m winnin’, yeah
[verse 7: lil keed]
winning, winning, yeah we be sinning
get em’ drip school, become attendant
big b the gang, big b on the bentleys
i go insane, that p_ssy, i’m in it
f_ck up the drank, f_ck up the kidneys
hoggin’ two lanes, my coupe extra tinted
off_white my pants, this sh_t ain’t no linen
know that i started it, you know that i finish
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