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lil keed - it's up freestyle lyrics

[intro]
yeah, what ’bout now?
huh, yeah, what ’bout now?
ooh, yeah, what ’bout now?
(fore’n)
it’s up
(oh lord, jetson made another one)
keed talk to ’em

[chorus]
walked in, walked in (woo), this bentley truck, you can crawl in (say what?)
gucci sweatsuit, yeah, they thought i was joggin’ (yeah, yeah)
i’m just gettin’ these front-ends, these back-ends, these racks in (no cap)
n-gga, f-ck your plug, heard he taxin’, we whack him (yeah)
b-tch, i’m ballin’ out, i got bad b-tches at my house, yeah (no cap)
yeah, that ho too lazy, i get in her mouth then i kick her out (boom-boom-boom)
yeah, chanel shoebox full of racks, no safe in the house (chaney-ney)
yeah, these b-tches see me bring these racks to the club, they fallin’ out (rack, rack, racks)

[verse]
i’ma milly rock, yeah (woo), with that richard mille (richard mille)
yeah, these n-ggas envy, put racks on their head like beanies (rack, rack, racks)
sh-t, i crashed the scat pack, but it was not rented (skrrt, skrrt)
yeah, these racks in my pants extra green like spinach (say what?)
woo (keed talk to ’em), woo, yeah, in this ho mouth like she lost her tooth (ugh)
with some crips too, huh
but i’m big blood, blatt, blatt, shoot out this roof
ysl the gang, she see the chain, she trying to choose (slatt-slatt)
b-tch, i’m with your ho, yeah, yeah, with your ho (slatt-slatt)
last night with your ho, the whole gang did your ho (slatt-slatt)
p-ss her back, bro, yeah, that’s all you ought to know
sh-t, i heard he love her, sh-t, i’m just gettin’ in her throat (oh, you, sh-t, keed talk to ’em)
huh, yeah, she know that these racks in (racks)
i remember back then, she was actin’ (woo)
i don’t need no help wit’ no back-end (ah, ah)
glock with a d-ck, i ain’t wrestlin’ (ah)
my gold draco a hundred shots, we ain’t wrestlin’, huh (grra, grra)
yeah, i go put a back-end up (woo)
i put my main ho up (main ho up)
nut in her best friend, though (slatt, slime)
slime got a bl!cky, yeah, yeah (d-mn)
kicked that ho right out the spot ’cause i put my power in it, yeah
yah, when they see me, know they red flaggin’, yeah
back ‘fore my boy goes, “chk-chk”, yeah (goes)
and we just left l.a., smokin’ exotic strains, yeah (l.a.)
yeah, yeah, cc, cop ’em by the pairs (chaney-ney)
yeah, yeah, just off triller, i make a mil’ (slatt)
yeah, yeah (no cap), double cc on the chairs (chaney-ney)
yeah, yeah (woo, woo), havin’ fear of god drip for real (god)
yeah, yeah, snake on the shirts, not no bears (slatt-slatt)
yeah, yeah, chopper hit him, hope he left a will (grr, grr, grr)
yeah, yeah, lil keed, he gon’ get these racks (keed talk to ’em)
up early mornin’ gettin’ in, yeah, i love these racks (i love them bands)
yeah, we smokin’ og while countin’ these racks
yeah, we smoked your og ’cause he is a rat
yeah, yeah, i have some oil in this cup, no need for old sh-t
yeah, these hoes annoying, every chance they get they blowin’ me (no cap)
my white boy, he be smokin’ that sack just like he marley
nah, n-gga, i ain’t running, n-gga, n-gga try me, they gon’ charge me
she talkin’ ’bout i changed, i said, “nah, b-tch, you just borin'”
she talkin’ ’bout i changed- (f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout)
yeah, uh, uh

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