
lil keed - dodgin' and runnin' lyrics
yeah, b+tch i walked in
f+ck a price tag, i don’t care b+tch, i bought it
yeah, i’m like rock, i’m about money, i walk it, i talk it
b+tch i’m dripped out and these diamonds are flawless
i got bun b on my car, b+tch no h+rnet, no charlotte
b+tch, i smoke biscotti, smell like a young n+gga just farted
b+tch, i’m trained to go, i got them young n+ggas, they gunnin’
put some money on your head, gon’ have you dodging and running
huh, it’s cold+hearted when i come through know i’m dripped out, your n+gga n0body
all these diamonds ’round my f+cking neck, it caught a cold watching
they call me lil blanca in the streets, they know she really about it
i’m known for selling bricks and bales, i don’t really do thе talking
n+gga know that i’m the plug, one stop shop, i really got it
put somе money on your head, have them slimes come and find you
huh, n+gga you insane
put you on a plate
now your ass ate
yeah, b+tch i walked in
f+ck a price tag, i don’t care b+tch, i bought it
yeah, i’m like rock, i’m about money, i walk it, i talk it
b+tch i’m dripped out and these diamonds are flawless
i got bun b on my car, b+tch no h+rnet, no charlotte
b+tch, i smoke biscotti, smell like a young n+gga just farted
b+tch, i’m trained to go, i got them young n+ggas, they gunning
put some money on your head, gon’ have you dodging and running
put some dots on his head, now he dead
put some racks on his head, yeah, he dead
put some racks on her ass, now she fed
yeah, she ride d+ck, yeah she don’t need no pass
that’s what i’m trying to tell you
yeah n+gga like a stopped up nose, nah n+gga we don’t smell you
“lil woods gonna drip me?” dog, i don’t know what to tell you
and you know i’m skipping through these hoes, yeah n+gga, like a pebble
getting all these racks, these loads, yeah we sticking to the schedule
yeah, b+tch i walked in
f+ck a price tag, i don’t care b+tch, i bought it
yeah, i’m like rock, i’m about money, i walk it, i talk it
b+tch i’m dripped out and these diamonds are flawless
i got bun b on my car, b+tch no h+rnet, no charlotte
b+tch, i smoke biscotti, smell like a young n+gga just farted
b+tch, i’m trained to go, i got them young n+ggas, they gunning
put some money on your head, gon’ have you dodging and running
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