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lirik lagu straight out the gate – young kj

(it’s gon’ get nasty)

uh, what, aye, b*tch

[hook]
why she textin’ me, shorty next to me
ain’t no tellin’ me, that you a better me
i’m in they headers she, all in my sweaters see
if you ain’t bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin’ me

(kj you good?)

she gon pogo on my d*ck and give me head
on the low low all my n*ggas gettin’ bread
hittin’ stolos hope they make it back to bed
pull up with them choppers n*ggas get used to that lead uh

[verse 1]
i’m poppin’ n*ggas out of options
your lady on some hot sh*t
she thumbin’ through my pockets
girl stop it i’m steady talkin’ my sh*t
my plug he need a socket
i hit ‘em lemme cop this

hit up a telli got n*ggas lookin’ for deli
i’m on my way somethin’ deadly
i know his b*tch h*lla friendly
she takin’ d*ck talking plenty
i’m taking pics cuz i’m trendy
my latest whip pushin’ heavy
n*ggas can’t f*ck with my penny
heat up a plate how i’m servin’ these n*ggas cold
just copped a drac can’t be lackin’ without a pole
she came in late yeah i told her to hit the road
you n*ggas fake wit no money just h*lla broke and it shows i’m on go
got her slobbin’ on my pole and she choke
kick her right out of the door if she broke
me and my n*ggas on the road but we ghost
big bankrolls on the floor we do the most
a n*gga never lackin’ bread i keep the loaf
b*tch can get up out my bed she just a hoe
hollow tips make bodies spread they missin’ toes
extended clip straight to the head i make it*

peter pip* i picked a pipe up put it to your dome
gave his life up draco light up n*ggas on the floor
he a fighter in the night club he don’t want the smoke
ask me if i like her b*tch i’m f*ckin’ on the road hoe

[hook]
why she textin’ me (uh)
shorty next to me (yuh)
ain’t no tellin’ me (no)
that you a better me (huh)
i’m in they headers she (what)
all in my sweaters see (yuh)
if you ain’t bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin’ me
she gon’ pogo on my d*ck and give me head (give me head)
on the low low all my n*ggas gettin’ bread (we gettin’ bread)
hittin’ stolos hope they make it back to bed (yuh)
pull up with them choppers n*ggas get used to that lead uh (listen)

[verse 2]
straight out the gate how a n*gga never too late
i’m poppin’ pills feelin’ great shorty like to sit on my face

now that i’m rollin’ off ecstacy
imma need shorty right next to me
feelin’ on somethin’ she breastin’ me
and i know that she gon give neck to me (uh)

i don’t like those b*tch n*ggas, fake hoes
bankrolls, gun totes, big roll, fronto

k!llin ’em i’m drillin’ em these b*tches never get enough
he feelin’ tough we peel his m*ff he know he never wakin’ up
i’m pickin’ up this b*tch she up the bl!ck with us we f*ck it up
(kj you good?)
(heh, look, uh)

in the mood how she sendin’ h*lla nudes uh
bought her food and i took her to the room uh
quick screw then i kicked her out the stu uh
smooth dude and yo shorty loose loose got d*mn
i’m feelin’ the beat hittin’ the sheet
pull up and i’m ready to eat spittin’ my heat
roll up yo b*tch feelin’ my meat smokin’ my weed
kick her out the door when i skeet back to the street

she gon’ pogo on my d*ck and give me, huh
she a hoe i’m slidin’ down her chimney, huh
on the floor hit from the back i’m feelin’, uh
pick a door the front or back you leavin’, b*tch

[outro]
why she textin’ me, shorty next to me
ain’t no tellin’ me, that you a better me
i’m in they headers she, all in my sweaters see
if you ain’t bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin’ me

- young kj

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