Lil Keed

75-85 North

Lil Keed ft. Lil Uzi Vert

LETRA

75-85 North Letra

Turn that shit up put on DJ Riddick
Keed, talk to 'em
Toven Season 4

Stay down and get up, ya, ya
Taste more syrup than fanta, ya, ya
Porsche 9/11
I don't pick on peasants
I got a bad bitch, ass fat, always got a wedgie, (Talk to em')
City girl, City girl
Pussy nigga touch shit shoulda been a sheriff
Wit' yo bitch in that Bentley shit swervin' on the curves
And we got heavy artillery, ya we in your world

Pick up the backend
If I hit the choppa I'm knockin you back innn
Diamond they dancin' like one of the Jacksonnns
Get hit up i'm real, I'm not with the wrestlinnn' (let's go)
Talkin' 75-85
But I'm goin' off
Chill no niggas ain't talkin' portapotty
Drop the juice you know Chanel, Drip Chanel, Kick Chanel, Be Chanel, Bitch
I would fight the NY, I had to go see Elliot
And my pant fat as fuck
Like I cabbage in my sheet
In the mall I spent a dub
But that ain't shit, that ain't shit
Fuck these hoe I don't show no love
Don't trust no bitch, Don't trust no bitch
I know these niggas think I'm slippin'
Pocket Rocket, I'm on my shit

Stay down and get up, ya, ya
Take more syrup than fanta, ya, ya
Porsche 9/11
I don't pick on peasants
I got a bad bitch, ass fat, always got a wedgie, (Talk to em')
City girl, City girl
Pussy nigga touch shit shoulda been a sheriff
Wit' yo bitch in that Bentley shit swervin' on the curves
And we got heavy artillery, ya we in your world

My block I'm the captain, ya
Said steal my money still be stackin', ya
This a Bentley not a Aston, ya
Pay for the hit then say what happen, ya
Ya, in my world not your world
I fucked her the other night that is not your girl
I'm an artist so I'm trying to paint her face like a mural, uh
She just got her hair done, sweatin' out her curls
He a make believe, Hercules, Perky make me Earl
Oh, you rentin' all your whips, man you sweatin out your Brown Cinnamon, Sugar made that bit eat up the churro
I'm a stoner, YSL peril
All your hoes dirty, all my hoes sterile
When she suck it up, make my toes curl

Stay down and get up, ya, ya, (let's go)
Taste more syrup than fanta, ya, ya
Porsche 9/11
I don't pick on peasants
I got a bad bitch, ass fat, always got a wedgie, (Talk to em')
City girl, City girl, (City girl)
Pussy nigga touch shit shoulda been a sheriff
Wit' yo bitch in that Bentley shit swervin' on the curves
And we got heavy artillery, ya we in your world

DJ Rico Riddick the hottest mothafuckin' DJ on the mothafuckin' planet the streets you dig what I'm sayin'

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