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trenchbabyeli - ‎keep it a stack lyrics

[intro]
(zaytona luh’ b_tch)

[pre_chorus]
run down with my homies
tell ya’ boyfriend come find me
when i’m off the drugs i’m a mummy
better have cash tryna sign me
she like, “i love it when you inside me”

[chorus]
we got h_lla sticks inna’ back
no sh_lls and cheese but i got the mac
i’m in the front, bro in the back
turn my sh_t on, they say it slap
forgot my gun, that boy get slapped
down bad, had to run up a sack
in love wit’ hoes, gotta keep it a stack
[bridge]
i wish a n_gga would take my sh_t
them trollin’ n_ggas say they hate my sh_t now
ain’t got a way, i’ma make that sh_t
that glock_30 make ’em shake that sh_t
i’m in here speedin’, i’ll lane switch now
she get my heart and start breakin’ sh_t now
i see a chance, i’ma take that sh_t now
if he want plans then make that sh_t now
oh, he want smoke? then say that sh_t now
you not no crip, don’t claim that sh_t now
beat his ass, better take that sh_t now
these n_ggas, they mad ’cause i’m gettin’ rich now
see a n_gga goin’ up, they on my d_ck now
like, what you want? finna hit some l!cks now
finna hit the mall and cop a fit now

[verse]
i know they want smoke with me
bullets, they gon’ come for me
yo’ b_tch, she on go for me
i feel just like jodeci
like, didn’t n0body notice me
now they tryna smoke with me
now they tryna chill with me
wonder if they would k!ll for me
is you tryna hit the hills for me?
my bro used to drug deal with me
i told her, “please be real with me”
“would you really k!ll for me?”
“shawty, would you slide?”
“what would you do if i had died?”
“would you be alright?”
“please don’t tell me lies”
i’m in the streets all night, tryna get sh_t right
they told me life a gamble, f_ck boy, roll that dice
and she say that i’m mean, b_tch, i’m not supposed to be nice
she gon’ want me back when my neck covered in ice
all these b_tches in my hair, i’m not tryna get some lice
i’ma pull that choppa’ out ’cause i’m not tryna fight
it’s still r.i.p. my bro, why the f_ck you had to die
tryna figure out my sauce, this sh_t really a piece of pie
[pre_chorus]
run down with my homies
tell ya’ boyfriend come find me
when i’m off the drugs i’m a mummy
better have cash tryna sign me
she like, “i love it when you inside me”

- trenchbabyeli lyrics

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