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young keez - rr ghost كلمات أغنية

[intro: young keez]
(uh, i get low, uh uh, one more time)
(i get low, i might get me uh, aye!)

[verse 1: young keez]
i push that wheel, [?] low
houdini might get me a double r ghost
i been in that field, i ain’t had no coach
i been on hank and i ain’t got no post
if it’s in the air, just let us know
soon as we know we bringing more
right to your door, this ain’t no joke
we at the store, don’t got the lo’
(mixing rappers got me lunching no cap, might mix it with some snow)
she playing thing, i said check floor before [?] hit with a note
been driving cars and i don’t scr_pe it, i’m always riding in some blow
i’m always riding in some blow
might be riding with your, alright come on
(hate the heater, i love the cold, ’cause i comе right out the coat)
they keep talking, they so bold
(almost [?] thеy told)
i do this for the members, we cold as december for my folks
what i’ma wear? [?] 11s, i don’t know
i might just eeny, meeny, miny, moe, then hit the store and get some more
this ain’t no est, no this ain’t no g, this right here sweet
they know how we sweep, so d_mn cool, we come through looking too neat
he was talking beef, we came through, make sure he picked up his feet
this ain’t nothing here, i just made this right here in a week
[verse 2: st6 jodyboof]
(i don’t even know what the f_ck i say though)
(jump out with that drac’ and i f_ck up your street)
(i’m banging that za, hold on)
jump out with that drac’ and i f_ck up your street
i’m banging that za, i ain’t f_cking with g
n_ggas get hit everytime that we creep
two cars block_to_block doing everything neat
just left from the 3, ’bout to go up the creek
bro working two switches, got him looking sweet
i’m sipping this tris’, this sh_t got me hit
just got a new birkin, ’bout to buy a new b_tch
n_gga ain’t finished, put sh_t on his whip
i’m playing with bags, i could get it off quick
dumb n_gga sweet, just made him a l!ck
if anybody move everything getting flipped
we riding in strikers, we looking legit
paper tags with the tints, i’ll jump out quick
i was supposed to quit, i keep sipping tris’
just f_cked my runners, got to buy some new drip
i might got to bend, can’t even post a pic
everytime that i spin i be fly as sh_t
(i be fly as sh_t, i can’t even post a picture)
i keep pouring lines f_cking up my pitcher
she heard i’m a shooter now this b_tch on my d_ck
wherever you see me, know i got that sh_t
if something looking foggy i’m coming off the hip
(i’m back in the spot, just called me a [?])
(they can’t post on their block ’cause i’m sending a blitz)

- young keez

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