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keezah - coke vibes lyrics

[intro: lil dude]
([?])
nah for real
haha
no kizzy n+gga you know what’s going on n+gga

[chorus: lil dude]
ha, me and keezah up chasing the paper
been jamming all day can’t even feel my face
[?]
in the high+speed chase brodie d+gg+ng the straight
give her the guap put the dogs in your case
i’m a bad boy make the stick sing like mase
cherry move make a n+gga dig his own grave
i’m leaning i’m swerving i’m dodging them potholes
they rap ’bout them glocks but i know they ain’t shot those
switch on the glizzy i’m tapping but it’s spitting real fast
i’m on 295 and i’m serving them bags

[verse: lil dude & keezah]
free freecar [?] hopping out jags
kriss vec’ stuff [?] in the glizzy [?]
too much za a young n+gga get zagged
too many shots n+ggas throwing white flags
beat up thе pan i’ma f+ck it up
i got cluckers chasing me for a double up
trap housе jamming, running my money up
we do this sh+t as a team they can’t f+ck with us
i had the ice on my neck b+tch fill it with water
i was just outside on the corner with quarters
i got junkies all around might go on a tour
got to watch for the narcs in the ford explorer
i got cocaine hits n+gga right at the store
i’ll drop this sh+t off bring it right to your door
i’m a young turned n+gga been hopped off the porch
i’ll drop me an opp to go drop me a four
give brodie that coke he know just what to do with it
can’t throw you no work if you don’t know how to move the sh+t
i bust out the cut get to popping i’m shooting sh+t
quickdraw sh+t i can’t trust how they’re moving
tryna figure their motive
ran through a thirty in a week young n+gga i’m holding
ran up a hundred would’ve thought i was promoting
i know scammers that’s cl!cking n+gga i’m in motion
n+ggas don’t want no money these n+ggas they’re hoping
i was down bad broke but that sh+t got me focused
she give out the game now she talking ’bout moking
these n+ggas get caught in that jam start [?]
i don’t be f+cking with n+ggas they’re hot
you see a opp don’t think twice let off some shots
on the backstreet, junkies want bowl on a yacht
i was lowkey 55 racks in an app
out of town with the plug i re+up on the farm
it’s that presidential weed i’m smoking obama
she a bad b+tch, but i still put on a condom
i was seventeen seventeen racks in a honda
[chorus: lil dude]
ha, me and keezah up chasing the paper
been jamming all day can’t even feel my face
[?]
in the high+speed chase brodie d+gg+ng the straight
give her the guap put the dogs in your case
i’m a bad boy make the stick sing like mase
cherry move make a n+gga dig his own grave
i’m leaning i’m swerving i’m dodging them potholes
they rap ’bout them glocks but i know they ain’t shot those
switch on the glizzy i’m tapping but it’s spitting real fast
i’m on 295 and i’m serving them bags

- keezah lyrics

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