bby keo – savior lyrics
[chorus]
ayy, we kicking sh+t like jet li
her booty fat, too hefty (ayy, ah)
boy, you a wimp like heffley
caught a 4k like a selfie (ayy, hey)
up in that water like jetski
b+tch ass n+gga can’t help me (hey, yeah)
f+cking this b+tch on the shelfie
bad ass b+tch named shelby (yeah, okay)
[post+chorus]
i’m tryna f+ck on this b+tch and put d+ck in her throat
we lining him up, hit his spot, had a stroke
they lining up to do a line of that coke
you talk out your neck, p+ssy boy get choked
yeah, b+tch, i am the king, where my throne at?
lil’ dumb ass n+gga out here wearing a conе hat
i’m f+cking this b+tch thursday like a throwback
[verse]
“keo, you’re always f+cking my b+tch”
yеah, f+ck n+gga, ’cause i really do that
you’ll get knocked down, n+gga look blue+black
just like some wind, f+ck n+gga, get blew back
been in it twice, f+ck n+gga got two hacks
in the jungle, lil’ n+gga, like wild kratts
her sh+t stank, that’s the snack that smile back
nut in her face like, “girl, give my child back”
wait, that sound kinda g+y
sike n+gga, i ain’t even say that
f+cking your b+tch like, d+mn, i’ma spread it
just like a hose, f+ck n+gga, i’m spraying
just like pr+nunciation of speech, lil’ b+tch, you know i’ma say it
i’m leveling up, i’m leveling up, lil’ n+gga, like (ah), i go super saiyan, lil’ b+tch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
it’s a lot of junkies ’round me (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
this ain’t french, f+ck n+gga, who’s we?
i’m in balenci’, down to my feet
just like a broom, f+ck n+gga, go sweep (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, i had to go and tip my waiter
chew up the beat like now and later
up in the sky, man, like darth vader
peace out boy, like f+ck n+gga, later
so many f+ck n+ggas up like mater
you ain’t on sh+t, f+ck boy, you’re a hater
just like i ball, f+ck n+gga, two+player
and i’m in the mall, lil’ b+tch, with the ragers
and r.i.p. kobe, gon’ ball like the mo’f+cking lakers
i’m selling the drip, do i have any takers?
i’m real as f+ck and these n+ggas be fakers
ain’t showed to the fight, lil’ boy, you a flaker
i feel like carti, i’m too slayer
my d+ck in her mouth, like what is the flavor?
i’m digging her out like i’m tryna save her
ain’t saving no b+tch, no, i’m not the savior (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
ayy, we kicking sh+t like jet li
her booty fat, too hefty (ayy, ah)
boy, you a wimp like heffley
caught a 4k like a selfie (ayy, hey)
up in that water like jetski
b+tch ass n+gga can’t help me (hey, yeah)
f+cking this b+tch on the shelfie
bad ass b+tch named shelby (yeah, okay)
[post+chorus]
i’m tryna f+ck on this b+tch and put d+ck in her throat
we lining him up, hit his spot, had a stroke
they lining up to do a line of that coke
you talk out your neck, p+ssy boy get choked
yeah, b+tch, i am the king, where my throne at?
lil’ dumb ass n+gga out here wearing a cone hat
i’m f+cking this b+tch thursday like a throwback
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