Keto Lyrics – IDK
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 *** who you are, who you is
Yes sir, it’s going down like New York metro
These niggas 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 ***, won’t be no ***
At the club ***’ bread up on some Keto ***
Said I used to play the background on some Tito ***
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 *** is cheatin’
Tryna set a *** up again
I’ll light this *** 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 *** come over here
All the bad ***
All the bad *** come over here
All the bad ***
All the bad *** 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 *** 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 *** 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 ***
Don’t start no ***, won’t be no ***
At the club, ***’ bread up on some Keto ***
Said I used to play the background on some Tito ***
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-