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saint ketro - fast n furious. كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: ketro!]
i just walked in the spot, like where the wock at
n_ggas see me pull put the porsche, like where the drop at
when valentine drop, know these n_ggas ain’t gon top that
you could ask my dogs, you could ask my n_gga chop that
d_mn

[verse 1: ketro!]
all i’m spittin’ is these fendi facts
hittin from the back, yeah yo b_tch, in my fendi cap
d_mn
trackhawk that sh_t is matte black
shoulda got the blue one, ‘cuz like sonic this sh_t very fast
nascar, fast car, race some
every b_tch in my city, say she wanna taste some
b_tch you better give fifties, if you wanna say some
my talk it is not cheap, lil boy you bet not play dumb
‘cuz my n_gga g$tar keep the toolie
even off three beans, no these n_ggas could not fool me
i could call up rhythm, my lil bro, for a doobie
or let my brother mason know that i could use some trulys
‘cuz im tryna feel something, tonight
i’m like way too lit don’t feel nothing, tonight
lil hoe say she love me, i dont think that she bluffin
but i dont know what that mean, can we change the discussion
know some n_ggas keep the drums and the sticks like percussion
lil foreign bit, don’t know her name think she russian
if i see a baddie, i ain’t fiending, i won’t rush in
throw her to the side, i treat her, like she nothing
i treat her like she nothing
lil hoe you disgusting
but i love these b_tches, feminist, like i’m steinem
can’t f_ck with misogyny ‘cuz i dont trust these n_ggas
everybody wanna bite and i ain’t talking bout them gigas
[verse 2: rixs]
ayy
talking bout them bands
b_tch, i’m talking bout them riches
i spent thirty, i’m like d_mn
rackies bustin’ out my britches
we disfigure him
brother stretch him out, yeah we get rid of him
i just told my girl, “i’m getting better, don’t compare to him”
i could never choose, i’m popping perkys with the xs hoe
slide with thirty shots, boy you get wacked, slapped like a pimp, hoe
ketro hit me up like, “it’s a go”, and this sh_t simple
yuh, yuh, aye
i know they hate me
came from the gutter, please don’t play me
my brother got the cutter, ain’t no safety
i’m feeling lazy
pouring lean sauce on a eight piece
i can’t f_ck with you, i know you hate me
this for my safety
if i show you my love then you ‘gon play me?
devil in disguise, my little lady
know i’m smoking weed, everyday thats how i cope, b_tch
mac_11 on my side, ain’t no hoe sh_t
if you think you f_ck with me, lil boy, you get smoked quick
hanging with them cutters, they gon blow sh_t, d_mn
i think i’m the greatest, imma order me a crown
i turned to exotic, but i gave that b_tch some crown
talking ‘bout them bands
b_tch, i’m talking ‘bout them riches
i spent thirty, i’m like d_mn
rackies bustin’ out my britches
[pre_chorus: ketro!]
d_mn
woah
d_mn, huh
let’s go

[chorus: ketro!]
i just walked in the spot, like where the wock at
n_ggas see me pull put the porsche like where the drop at
when valentine drop, know these n_ggas ain’t gon top that
you could ask my dogs, you could ask my n_gga chop that
d_mn

- saint ketro

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