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Key Lime OG
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Key Lime OG è stato pubblicato il 24 ottobre 2017 da Sugar Trap come parte dell'album Sugar Trap 2
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Data di uscita24 ottobre 2017
EtichettaSugar Trap
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

[Verse 1]
Rico
Rico
Rico
Rico
Who is Mike going crazy, ay (Rico)
[Verse 2]
I just went to Benihana and I'm smoking sheets and funnel
You a wannabe who wanna be, I'm only 'bout the commas
See me in the street on any day, I'm really 'bout that drama
And you know I keep the heat on me, ain't talking 'bout the summer
[Verse 3]
Smoking Key Lime OG and this car got two seats
When I hop out, it dank, you can smell it on me
Handle that shit myself, I ain't gon' call police
Keep that bitch on a leash or keep that bitch from 'round me
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 4]
Walkin' with a attitude like what's the problem?
I don't hang with DMX, I'm with some Ruff Riders
Gas got me high as shit, but no, I ain't the pilot
I'm the whole meal, you hangin' with a whole biter
I was hustlin' when these **** was wearing Spyder
And I'm servin' like I'm working in a fucking diner
Bitch, I been the flame, I just need a lighter
I'm a doer, all these bitches lookin' like some mighters
With that touch, I got the Midas
Drinkin' Ace of Spades, you drinkin' apple cider
When I see that hoe, I'ma fucking fight her
Mike Tyson, I'ma fuckin' bite her
[Verse 5]
Huh, shit
Where my lighter?
I know that I be the best, I don't need no title
Walk up in the ring, who my fucking rival?
****, fuck that, go grab the rifle
Spray that champagne, my **** get to wildin'
Got your bitch mad, she sayin' we childish
I'm just tryna flex on anyone who doubt it
Your jewelry fake, boy, it's looking real cloudy
I'm fresh to death, my outfit 'bout to have a bounty
Walk up in the club, they don't pat down me
I'm gettin' money while these bitches out here loungin'
Been working all week, my bank account astoundin'
[Verse 6]
Smoking Key Lime OG and this car got two seats
When I hop out, it dank, you can smell it on me
Handle that shit myself, I ain't gon' call police
Keep that bitch on a leash or keep that bitch from 'round me
[Verse 7]
Smoking Key Lime OG and this car got two seats
When I hop out, it dank, you can smell it on me
Handle that shit myself, I ain't gon' call police
Keep that bitch on a leash or keep that bitch from 'round me
Yeah, yeah
Written by: Maria Kelly
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