lil keed - we bout lyrics
[intro: lotto savage]
(cook up, mook)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, n+gga, strip your ass in the apartment, n+gga, what you know ’bout that, n+gga?
we taking sh+t, you ain’t gettin’ sh+t back, n+gga
let’s go
[chorus: lotto savage]
ran off on the plug (huh, ran off)
he can’t get sh+t back (no, no, no, no, like what?)
draco with a drum (right)
and that b+tch got some kick back (i swear, godd+mn)
everybody thuggin’ (everybody)
if we want it, come back it (come get it, blatt)
thirteen years old (he thirteen)
walked up on, pushed his sh+t back (baow, for real)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout, lil’ n+gga)
whatever you ’bout, my n+gga, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout, lil’ n+gga)
whatever you ’bout, my n+gga, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
[verse 1: lotto savage]
fn, blue chip (fn)
draco came with a thirty round (draco)
one deep, hop out (one deep)
pull up, jump out and gun him down (skrrt, pew, pew, pew, pew)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
i don’t think a n+gga really want smoke (we want, d+mn)
don’t f+ck with twelve, so we don’t eat pork (i don’t)
the ar+15 came with a beam and a scope (d+mn, ar+15)
everybody thuggin’ with me (everybody thuggin’), that’s just how we living
told ’em, “push to the limit” (you know that)
if you p+ssy, n+gga, you can get it (p+ssy n+gga, i swear)
if you start this sh+t up, then you know we gon’ finish (start it up, on my life)
have my young n+ggas slide down your block in the bentley (my young n+ggas slide)
no drive+by, we just pop out (drive+by, do that)
push up on him with that glock out (push up, gang)
f+ck all that talking, let’s see what you talkin’ ’bout (f+ck all that talkin’, for real)
stripped him in the apartment (stripped him, i did), left him naked in the back (i did, strip ’em)
red light ricky, he caught two of ’em in the back (ricky, shoot his ass, baow)
all my n+ggas blood (blood), big b strip, blatt (blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
thousand dollars, get you sn+tched (a thousand?)
five hundred, get you whacked (five, i told ’em)
[chorus: lotto savage & lil keed]
ran off on the plug (huh, ran off)
he can’t get sh+t back (no, no, no, no, like what?)
draco with a drum (right)
and that b+tch got some kick back (i swear, godd+mn)
everybody thuggin’ (everybody)
if we want it, come back it (come get it, blatt)
thirteen years old (he thirteen)
walked up on, pushed his sh+t back (baow, for real)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout, lil’ n+gga)
whatever you ’bout, my n+gga, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (uh, whatever you ’bout, lil’ n+gga)
whatever you ’bout, my n+gga, we ’bout it (turn up, slimeball)
[verse 2: lil keed]
yeah, slime keep a draco (slatt), no need for no payroll (uh)
montana gon’ air that sh+t out if i say so (brrt)
i’m keeping a glock and a bankroll (bankroll)
it ain’t no place that i can’t go (uh+uh, uh+uh)
and no, i can’t change, got lean in my veins (lean)
i drop me a eight in a faygo (drop)
i slide on the opps, i just got the drop (slide)
think he on a date with his main ho (brrt)
brrt, brrt (brrt), hand out free shots out the draco (draco)
we came through the front, but we left out the back door (back door)
i’m a slimeball, you know i scream, “slatt,” ho (slime, slime)
don’t ever be the double but a triple (triple)
you don’t bust a gun, we gon’ dip you (baow, baow)
take off the plug, yeah, we flipped him
shots in the face, yeah, i gave that boy dimples (dimples)
then up and sharpen your sh+t like a pencil (shh)
young n+gga with a lot of utensils (hah, woo)
lil’ noonie gon’ pop like a pimple, yeah (lil’ noonie)
name another n+gga who realer, yeah
name another n+gga who triller
this glock that can make them n+ggas gon’ k!ll you (k!ll you)
you play with this sh+t, they gon’ end you (for real)
you play with this sh+t, they gon’ end you (keed)
[chorus: lotto savage]
ran off on the plug (huh, ran off)
he can’t get sh+t back (no, no, no, no, like what?)
draco with a drum (right)
and that b+tch got some kick back (i swear, godd+mn)
everybody thuggin’ (everybody)
if we want it, come back it (come get it, blatt)
thirteen years old (he thirteen)
walked up on, pushed his sh+t back (baow, for real)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout, lil’ n+gga)
whatever you ’bout, my n+gga, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
whatever you ’bout, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout, lil’ n+gga)
whatever you ’bout, my n+gga, we ’bout it (whatever you ’bout)
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