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keon simms - mattress lyrics

this what you deal with when you gettin’ money n-gg- (ah)
chain all rocky, young and poppin’ for it
brodie fumble with the gleek had the shotgun for it
used to sell mary kate on my momma porch
i’m just tryna f-ck it up when i hop in the porsche
caught a case last week, said nothin’ of course
love to tap the b-tch account, we them black box boys
do the dash while in the mouth, i’m out the dash with the quarters
k-9 tried to sniff me out, i ain’t have nothin’ on me (ay)
half the [?] try to take somethin’ from me
30 stick in the glock, he don’t do nothin’ with knuckles
showed that b-tch how to talk now them rich n-gg-s love her
said i’d never be nothin’, thought i’d always be frontin’
set the play for 100, goyard on the buckle
i’m so smooth with the flights, they don’t be in my luggage
let my b-tch get plugged in, i might do a few numbers
she could have the european, i’ll be back next summer (ay)
two step ’cause this stick keep jumpin’
leave the bands all runnin’, this sh-t cost six numbers
night vision on the dash, we can never crash
tryna suck me from the back, i ain’t sellin’ from the bag
she rubbin’ on my belt lookin’ over and she laughin’
b-tch you ain’t cappin’, she know she paranoid every time a n-gg- backin’
better hash b-tch when you re-up in the trap with
all around the globe drop it off like [?]
drugs automatic, guns automatic
auntie was a addict, respected her since back then
once we make a mill we ain’t f-ckin’ on the mattress
(f-ckin on the mattress, yea, real life, all street b-tch)

- keon simms lyrics

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