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north kay – [khalil] lyrics

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yeah

khalil

that’s what ima call it

north from the north baby

its no entry in this sh+t

[hook]
we don’t stop at red lights
keep this b+tch in drive (aye)
my n+ggas tryna score
got em switching sides (yea)
everybody clipped
tapers and the sides
my brother 17
talking triple homicides (what)
i don’t know where he got it
but ima let it slide (okay)
got too many strikers
i can’t never let ‘em slide
now bring that hoe back for the one time (yea)
now being that hoe back for the one time (talk to em north)
[verse 1]
i got somebody mama tryna f+ck mе ay her job
man no fake her ass was poking likе them
christian louboutins
i ain’t never had a threesome
but i got two hoes in mind (who)
both of them is a 10
but ima make em 69 (aye)
i ain’t tryna go out
like these n+ggas at my age (nah)
all these evil thoughts
i got her burning sage
all these evil thoughts
because i’m thinking bout the frank’s (i am)
i stop f+cking with them n+ggas
they was moving h+lla jank
it ain’t even easter sunday
but my cup is easter pink
right now i’m smoking to get high
i ain’t tryna ease no pain (nah)
i keep the money in the front
the pistol on my lap
step in white lows
trapping in the blacks
he ain’t got 100 dollars
you know that boy cap
these n+ggas walking up on me
like i know that boy rap
boy that’s the quickest way to get
walked down with the blap
siri f+cking up the navi
so ima switch to google maps (aye)
[hook]
we don’t stop at red lights
keep this b+tch in drive (yea)
my n+ggas tryna score
got em switching sides
everybody clipped
tapers and the sides
my brother 17
talking triple homicides
i don’t know where he got it
but ima let it slide
got too many strikers
i can’t never let ‘em slide
now bring that hoe back for the one time (tell em)
now being that hoe back for the one time (tell em)

north

[verse 2]
siri f+cking up the navi (what)
yea
siri f+cking up the navi
think i need to get a tess
this sh+t a mess
my cousin locked and they ain’t tell me when he left
life a b+tch
in the streets i just treat it like it’s s+x
i pull up tryna bust
and then i skirt just like a dress
aye it’s north from the north
im in this b+tch just with the set
free the mother f+cking real
and keep the mother f+cking rest (what)
[hook]
we don’t stop at red lights
keep this b+tch in drive
my n+ggas tryna score
got em switching sides
everybody clipped
tapers and the sides
my brother 17
talking triple homicides (what)
i don’t know where he got it (what)
but ima let it slide (i am)
got too many strikers
i can’t never let ‘em slide
now bring that hoe back for the one time (tell em)
now being that hoe back for the one time



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