Keto

I think he might ask for the cash in exchange for the clash

That's right

If I hit cash app, press send, okay on the bag

It's on sight

He might hit you with the right

He might take a **** life

He might hit you with the right

He might take a **** life

He might walk down with the stick

Get you outside when he see where you live

Get you inside by the baby by the crib

He don't give a fuck who you are, who you is

Yes sir, it's going down like New York metro

These **** want gas, he got that petrol

So please don't slack 'cause he got that dress code

And if you want to stop he gotta bring that, let's go

Green light

Creep with it, creep with it, creep with it

Red light, stop

Pop pop, then off with his top

Go off on a opp

Get lost when he drop

Said dead nor alive

So he already got

Block already hot

Feds looking for a drop

But nobody tell 'cause the hood shell shocked

Don't start no shit, won't be no shit

At the club fuckin' bread up on some Keto shit

Said I used to play the background on some Tito shit

Now I'm the one that take the shot

And you know he don't miss

(Well alright)

He might, hit you with the right

(Well alright)

He might, take a **** life

(Well alright)

He might, hit you with the right

(Well alright)

He might, take a **** life

Paper talkin' and speakin'

Playin' dirty, this bitch is cheatin'

Tryna set a **** up again

I'll light this bitch up with a ten

Put the cash in the bag, I need it

Hit a **** with the right-left even

Sin city, rockin' Jesus pieces

On top, that's the way I see it

Club packed but my drink don't spill

Turn a lil **** to roadkill

Pockets fat, they overwhelmed

All the bad bitches come over here

All the bad bitches

All the bad bitches come over here

All the bad bitches

All the bad bitches come over here

Yeah, don't put it past me

I gave you my number, it was really a Text Free

You be where the pussy is, I be where the cash be

I be where the check be

That's why they be checking

I'm makin' all these plays, these bitches can't intercept me

(You make a **** think he got it) But I'm really pretending

Yeah, he think it's all love

I don't really got none

I don't care what he think

'Cause I ain't never gave a fuck

Don't start no shit, won't be no shit

At the club, fuckin' bread up on some Keto shit

Said I used to play the background on some Tito shit

Now I'm the one that take the shot

And you know he don't miss

(Well alright)

He might hit you with the right

(Well alright)

He might take a **** life

(Well alright)

He might hit you with the right

(Well alright)

He might take my step father li-