Listen to Feelin Like Kevo by Ync Capo

Feelin Like Kevo

Ync Capo

Hip-Hop

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Lyrics

I bought Givenchy for my bitch, bitch Yeah, I bought Givenchy for my bitch, bitch I bought Givenchy for my bitch, bitch I bought Givenchy for my bitch, bitch I bought Givenchy for my bitches, bitches Yeah, I bought Givenchy for my bitches, bitches Yeah, I bought Givenchy for my bitches, bitches Yeah, I bought Givenchy for my bitches, bitches Yeah, I bought Givenchy just for my ho I bought Givenchy just for my ho I bought Givenchy just for my ho I bought Gi', huh Rich-ass nigga got an Audemar, Patek Got a goddamn Wraith with the door out, yeah Glock 23 and I'ma up this bitch And once I up this bitch, I'ma show out, huh Trap was gettin' hot, had to get a new spot So you know I had to go'n put the ho out, yeah Riding through the city with a chopper with a titty And you know I got a brand new big knot, huh Appreciate the hitman coming out a minivan They gon' leave a lil' nigga chastised, huh Don't even gotta touch him, we ain't talkin', no discussion Bitch, I'm up, I can go'n send a hit now, huh Don't even gotta touch him, we ain't talkin', no discussion Bitch, I'm up, I can go'n send a hit now, huh Feet kicked up, Gucci shoes with the tusks Got a freak ho with me, know my dick out, yeah, yeah Hmm If he call for a load, we gon' give it to him Take the stock off the chop, but no Transformer 'Member ducking and dodging on every corner Doing flips with a brick like a Mighty Morpher Told myself to get rich and go have a daughter Shootin' movies with Uzis, no camcorder Takin' trips with amigos across the border (Yeah, yeah) Put a thousand on your head, that's shoe money Crip flags in my pocket, this blue money Got 'em big mad, they know just how he coming I'ma sit back and laugh, money just keep coming Real big dog, the old-heads look up to me Make one call, them chopper niggas gon' rush to me Like Chris Paul, my niggas dishing the rock to 'em No bathroom stall, but I'm shittin' on all of 'em, huh Don't ride no tint, lil' bitch You gon' see me when I double park and I lean I crack that seal and then I pour that shit Now a nigga back sippin' that lean Been told my mama young nigga gon' quit cuttin' up Then I bought more choppers with the beam If a nigga want smoke, I ain't never ever turning down blunts Drop him, drop you, your whole team Had a big bankroll way back when I was twelve years old Still poppin' shit, on the same thing I ain't never goin' broke, hell nah, won't sell my soul Still back in the trap with the things Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Got a cool quarter-thousand in a duffel bag He sendin' big threats, so he got a toe-tag Face-fucked his ho, got a fuck nigga mad Rich-ass nigga got an Audemar, Patek Got a goddamn Wraith with the door out, yeah Glock 23 and I'ma up this bitch And once I up this bitch, I'ma show out, huh Trap was gettin' hot, had to get a new spot So you know I had to go'n put the ho out, yeah Riding through the city with a chopper with a titty And you know I got a brand new big knot, huh Appreciate the hitman coming out a minivan They gon' leave a lil' nigga chastised, huh Don't even gotta touch him, we ain't talkin', no discussion Bitch, I'm up, I can go'n send a hit now, huh Don't even gotta touch him, we ain't talkin', no discussion Bitch, I'm up, I can go'n send a hit now, huh Feet kicked up, Gucci shoes with the tusks Got a freak ho with me, know my dick out, yeah, yeah Capo YNC YNC Capo, bitch, yeah
Writer(s): Placido Diego Elson, Levi De Jong, Ync Capo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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