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kembe x - loosie lyrics

[produced by hippie sabotage]

[verse 1: kembe x]
(i feel like) comatose, overdose, over doped
caught the southwest on my mama dime, oh how coach
made it apparent that i may be cloaked, but ain’t disappearing
oh, i’m a soldier, i tote my pole
my vote is, i go, get rich on them
i’ve been creeping on the come up, ya b-tch
my account is going dumb up, ya b-tch
just know that they won’t be the only bands i drum up, ya b-tch
i feel like kobe like right at the end
dropped 81 i could sure use a luncheon (feed me baby)
blow out the pound like a hippie i just want peace in the public
show out of town, these b-tches be foul, like so out of bounds
travelin’ i be on point like a javelin’
you just be pokin’ around
i know, what you should, and don’t wanna’
the future is among us, ya b-tch
your son a star from dusk to sun up, ya b-tch
even when it’s dark he light up a different part, loosie

[bridge]
(la, la) x9
mama, mama

[verse 2: kembe x]
aye
(i feel like) my mama i deserve a trophy
how you handle loosie he got all that nerve
stayed home permanently, stained clothes
said at least i don’t be throwin’ parties here while y’all at work
age ain’t nothin’ but a slave name trust me
i’m scared how rich i think i’m finna be before i’m twenty-three (m’s, m’s, mmhmm)
b-tch i smell like commas
village eatin’ it’s a f-ckin’ feast, have a f-ckin’ seat
all my fans is hot because y’all been a f-ckin’ sleep
i live a dream, you live a scene, feel me
trying to fill the mold just like a f-ckin’ sheep (baaaa)
formed your whole opinion off a f-ckin’ tweet (stupid -ss niggas)
silence can k!ll, if i speak, just know i ain’t no preacher, no i can’t go
i am not for sale, but this shit that rewind
f-ck that remix, ya feel me

- kembe x lyrics

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