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luhmelly – keep it gk lyrics

verse:
aye, i’m like what’s the meaning?
you tryna psyche a n+gga out but i do not believe it
and i won’t stop until the score is even
my n+ggas really hittin sh+t so i can’t post the demons
d+mn, can’t even post the thugs
stuffing dope pack up in this wood, can you roll it up?
feeling presidential with this glock, we got poles with us
n+gga said he finna open shop, we gon close it up
d+mn, we gon close it down
why do n+ggas get to switchin up when the hoes around?
b+tch its going down, the glock bussin, get to throwin rounds
i set the plug up, i hit his phone like lemme hold a pound
i just want the nеck, wtf put the trojan down
b+tch wasn’t tryna see my worth, so she ghosted now
big chop hеating n+ggas up, n+ggas toasted now
them n+ggas doing all that politicking, like what you throwing down?
n+gga like what you throwing up?
you ain’t even tryna get no money, why you posted up?
told the b+tch i just want the pape, why you want some love?
n+ggas superman with the cape, end his ass above
n+gga, way above the rim
i’m only goin for them headshots, im knocking off his brim
told brodie, keep that tech on em, like invader zim
why you n+ggas shooting in the air, u tryna pop a blimp?
n+gga, and i’ll pop a simp
lil b+tch,giving good head,she got common sense
lil n+gga, but im big dog, i am not a b+tch
n+ggas askin bout that one sh+t, b+tch i plead the fifth
n+gga, ion even know
heat a n+gga up, 60 seconds he a pizza roll
real grim reaper on yo block, now i need a soul
i’ma pick this n+gga casket out, go and dig a hole
verse 2 [mook]
me and all my n+ggas tryna eat so the feast is on
tell me where he is, where he at? ima beat his dome
n+ggas tryna sneak with the stick but i peep the pole
call this lil chop pac man its gon eat the load!
b+tch! f+cking up the whip
n+ggas rollin up that boof pack, what the f+ck is this
i just had to drop the lil b+tch ima f+ck her sis
slide down the block with good glock watch the suckas dip
why this boy lifting up his hands, ima up the stick
b+tch, ima up the glock
i just copped some dope pack coming up the block
melly said he finna get the bag, ima get the top
all that talking on my name tell them b+tches top
keep it gk in this b+tch ima spit the chop

- luhmelly lyrics

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