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low keyzus - fwn lyrics

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ima need for all the broke n-gg-s and all the broke b-tches to leave the club right now

loud pack n-gg-

if you bout yo money and keep to yo motha f-ckin’ self this one for you

low keezy

[hook]

see a n-gg- like me screamin f-ck being broke
man i go get a profit
(go get the money)
them hundreds, them blue hundreds swear that sh-t
gotta go in my wallet
(go in my wallet)
them n-gg-s aint bout it, i pull up i swear
that they goin out solid
(they don’t say a thing)

i keep to myself and i don’t really
f-ck with n-body
(f-ck with n-body)

i keep to myself and i swear i don’t
f-ck with n-body
(dont f-ck with n-body)

keep to myself and i swear i don’t
f-ck with n-body
(my circle so small)

low key

don’t f-ck with n-body
(don’t f-ck wit y’all)

keep to myself and i swear i don’t
f-ck with n-body
(f-ck with n-body)

f-ck with me on a bad day
and i’ll put bullet holes in yo body

n-gg- like me screamin f-ck being broke
and i go get the profit

i don’t like vegetables
i like the green boy i do like that broccoli
(i love the green)
n-gg-s they hate on the swag
because they know they can’t stop me
(why hate on the boy)
like a door they can knock me

hate my pops
d-mn
made it without my pops
but i do not fault my pops
i just say thanks a lot
(to god)
cuz i sit at the top
ridin in a brand new drop
(skrrt skrrt)

i make a tear drop
i make the club rock
my money never stop
fertilize this sh-t like some crops
they gonna give me my props

crop this sh-t out like it’s instagram
lil keezy don’t give a d-mn
i’m doin a xan
i swear that my head be spinnin like ceiling fan
she say she my biggest fan
she want my autograph

as long as i k!ll you on my behalf
n-gg- don’t take this sh-t as no joke
n-gg- don’t laugh

n-gg-s, they hate on the swag, they body bagged
the shotti tagged, make ya momma and father sad
d-mn

this sh-t make me laugh
i really don’t f-ck with n-body but catch me in traffic
and i’m by myself, got a whole lot of ammunition

n-gg- you think that i’m slippin
i swear i’m not missin
i’m accurate aim with precision
no peyton manning
when i stand in the pocket

just watchin
dont f-ck with n-body

[hook]

see a n-gg- like me screamin f-ck being broke
and i go get a profit
(go get the money)
them hundreds, them blue hundreds swear that sh-t
gotta go in my wallet
(go in my wallet)
them n-gg-s aint bout it, i pull up i swear
that they goin out solid
(they don’t say a thing)

i keep to myself and i don’t really
f-ck with n-body
(f-ck with n-body)

i keep to myself and i swear i don’t
f-ck with n-body
(dont f-ck with n-body)

keep to myself and i swear i don’t really
f-ck with n-body
(my circle so small)

keep to myself and i don’t really
f-ck with n-body
(don’t f-ck wit y’all)

(low key)

[verse 2]

the money’s the hobby
the money’s the hobby
diamonds on money
diamond on ice
i’m not playin hockey

i can’t stop braggin
say that i’m c-cky
diamonds so rocky
a$ap rocky

n-gg- pulled the guns out
take that you imposter
say you got some hoes
i got a posse

you came without a scheme
we got the choppers with beams
shoot a n-gg-
from across the street

loud pack
(lp)

made myself a boss in the streets
ran my fans up and stayed low key
don’t f-ck with n-body
get money the hobby
n-gg-s gon run in yo pocket
we find out you got it
(gimmie dat)

got cocaine like yo gotti
all these bottles that’s poppin
n-gg-s say they real
but i know they the opposite
gettin money can’t stop the sh-t

you cuffin hoes you a officer

i don’t really f-ck wit n-body..

- low keyzus lyrics

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