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lirik lagu cavalli – kg smokey

[verse 1: kg smokey]
they say you are who you hang with (f*ck who you hang with)
n*gga what that make you, your big homie a b*tch (he’s a p*ssy)
xans in the brisk, canaries up on the wrist
n*ggas don’t want smoke i gave my choppa some tits
i can never be hungry my n*gga i take risks
all this water on me i’m swimming just like a fish
everywhere i go they askin’ me for a pic
was a fan release the end now me askin’ me for the d*ck
man, everything designer this a thousand dollar fit
how you sharpen that ross tryna copy my drip?
just a sauce like this n*ggas gotta be rich
throwin’ this money ‘cause that b*tch so thick
still on 26 but i ain’t no crip
they say they gon’ k!ll me
they say they gon’ rob me
check the scoreboard b*tch you know we drop bodies
southeast n*gga b*tch still drenched in kavali

[chorus: kg smokey]
southeast n*gga drenched in kavali
i’m feelin’ so highly
baby whatcha doin’
i’m just tryna sell your body
put us in the benz or amaze
do you love me?
we all just in it for the money
ridin’ round with these sticks goin’ dummy
turn the b*tch n*gga straight into her mommy
these b*tch n*ggas can’t touch me
southeast n*gga drenched in kavali
i’m feelin’ so highly
baby whatcha doin’
i’m just tryna sell your body
put us in the ben or amaze
do you love me?
we all just in it for the money
ridin’ round with these sticks goin’ dummy
turn the b*tch n*gga straight into her mommy
these b*tch n*ggas can’t touch me
[verse 2: audiijune]
b*tch we got them sticks we ain’t worried ‘bout sh*t
and if this rappin’ don’t work well then it’s back hittin’ l!cks
i’m really in the field so i got b*tches on my d*ck
and i don’ tied a lil’ izm now she out here busting tricks
i’m just a drago n*gga
out here drenched in kavali
f*ck with the squad and you know we known to drop bodies
get dope, confirm the k!ll, and then skirt off in the audi
n*gga don’t on me
i ain’t n0body
i’m just a drago n*gga
out here drenched in the hoodie
when i pull this chrome out you do the backyard boogie
i had your b*tch set you up because yo’ b*tch is choosey
baby come and f*ck with me you’re tired of goofies
i hang around bosses that don’t ask what the cost is
your b*tch is in kavali you’re still wearing low costing
these diamonds ‘round my neck keep me wet like a faucet
and i don’t f*ck above me hoes i need me a boss b*tch (n*gga)

[chorus: kg smokey]
southeast n*gga drenched in kavali
i’m feelin’ so highly
baby whatcha doin’
i’m just tryna sell your body
put us in the benz or amaze
do you love me?
we all just in it for the money
ridin’ round with these sticks goin’ dummy
turn the b*tch n*gga straight into her mommy
these b*tch n*ggas can’t touch me
[verse 3: pancho gm]
it’s all headshots b*tch i’m aiming for helmets
this ain’t no sneak diss in a ball ‘cause these n*ggas be tellin’
betray yourself as a gangster but you an average civilian
put some tats up on your skin so it’s mud lookin’ skittish
but i ain’t trippin’
yeah i’m still rockin’ with drillers
we c*ckin’ straps and buss ‘em back, piggies known to be squealin’
and i’m a menace
put some metal to his mouth just like a dentist
my n*ggas known for violence
start the sirens when we trippin’
it’s a mob child baby
game colder than the winter
it’s known my izm so chilly gotta keep you a sweater
this .40 busting out my pants
tossin’ up the seventh letter
hit your block and let it rain and watch me change up the weather
[?]
yeah i’m back on that sl!ck sh*t
no pimp sh*t but i could get a check out a rich b*tch
suppose take a n*gga home ‘cause she like how the d*ck in
all this speakin’ on my name get you smoked like an incense

- kg smokey

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