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lirik lagu kee boppin – yus gz

(intro)
like, like, baow*baow*baow
like, every opp shot, like
lowkeymali, what’s the word?
kee got shot and he still in my—
mm, nah, turn it up, young madz
kee got shot and he still in my— (and he dead)
like, ahh

[chorus]
pop out the cut, tryna turn ’em to toast (like, what?)
new opp, heard he died by that glock (grrah*grrah)
like, on the heights, next stop is the o
kee boppin’, they askin’ me, who do i smoke? (who do i smoke?)
ptsd, i like clutchin’ on poles (grrah*grrah)
see (shh), wit’ the beam, leave ’em dead in the snow (in the snow)
like, tried to run, but he couldn’t gеt low
like, tried to up, but he couldn’t еven blow (baow*baow)
kee, ray, notti, bobby
every osama i see, i’ma throw (i’ma throw)
tb, gotta cross out the o
oh, that’s jay wit’ the dot? put a hole in his throat, like (grrah*grrah)
new drop, now they bop just smoke
he got shot in his head, thinkin’ sh*t a joke, like (grrah*grrah, ahh)
and he dead, run ’em over, lil’ brodie gon’ throw it up close, like
[verse 1]
throwin’ shot after shot (grrah*grrah)
like, how many n*ggas gon’ duck on that block? (baow*baow*baow)
like, 40k, them n*ggas movin’ wock’
like, jdotty be fiendin’ to clear the whole block (don’t run, baow*baow*baow)
f*ck a stepper, we stompin’ when my n*ggas flock (grrah, grrah)
bro roll down the window, there go the opps (baow*baow, ah)
they on my block, all they heard was, “grrah” (grrah)
big ebs, everybody shot (everybody shot)
like, mr. boom*at*a*thot (like)
like, i’m mr. boom*at*a*bop (baow*baow*baow)
like, i’m with scottie2hottie, she hot (she hot)
i do sh*t on my dolo, i don’t need a block (i don’t need a block)
i hit a bunny, that sh*t movin’ wock’ (like)
hollow tips got a turn, they twistin’ to drop (baow*baow)
like, move tact, get a shot (grrah)
pop out the cut, i’m like, “who tryna box?” (like, who tryna box?)

[verse 2]
that n*gga dead, now his big bro poppin’ (body dead)
f*ck 14, 18 rockin’
we on that block and we 18 boppin’
i told brodie, “keep punchin’, don’t stop” (don’t stop)
we the opps, we get it poppin’ (we the opps)
how you 43rdk? n*gga, stop it (stop it)
why they talkin’ ’bout they lotti boppin’? (baow*baow)
kee just died, now this lil’ n*gga poppin
left hand out tappin ya head(like)
after that, put that sh*t to the spliff (to the spliff)
keep fl!ckin’, keep fl!ckin’ (grrah, grrah)
kee got shot, he got sent to the ditch (and he dead)
left hand out, tappin ya head(like)
after that, put that sh*t to the spliff (baow*baow*baow)
keep fl!ckin’, keep fl!ckin’
kee got shot, he got sent to the ditch (kee)
[chorus]
pop out the cut, tryna turn ’em to toast (like, what?)
new opp, heard he died by that glock (grrah*grrah)
like, on the heights, next stop is the o
kee boppin’, they askin’ me, who do i smoke? (who do i smoke?)
ptsd, i like clutchin’ on poles (grrah*grrah)
see (shh), wit’ the beam, leave ’em dead in the snow (in the snow)
like, tried to run, but he couldn’t get low
like, tried to up, but he couldn’t even blow (baow*baow)
kee, ray, notti, bobby
every osama i see, i’ma throw (i’ma throw)
tb, gotta cross out the o
oh, that’s jay wit’ the dot? put a hole in his throat, like (grrah*grrah)
new drop, now they bop just smoke
he got shot in his head thinkin’ sh*t a joke, like (grrah*grrah, ahh)
and he dead, run ’em over, lil’ brodie gon’ throw it up close, like

[outro]
like, suck my d*ck, ahh
grrah, like, baow*baow*baow

- yus gz

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