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LIL KEED FEAT. THUG - KISS EM PEACE

(YoungBoyBrown, on my kid)

It might not matter to you, but it to me
Put a top and suede on the seats
Yeah, I caught a French bitch, she my wee-wee-wee
Yeah, I copped the bags and a brick of icy
And they wonder how I the mink in hundred degrees
I'm in AC, my heat on M16
My on ATM, I'm on this ATV
If I ever catch an opp, know I them peace

I never have run-ins with old girls (Never ever)
I ain't never gon' punt, boy, I'ma (Never ever)
a boss nigga, I ain't never do no chores
And they already know I'm too sharp swords
Hit your block up with and more
Tell my white bitch and my black bitch make a
Yeah, hate seein' me win, it hurt to the core
Get active, yeah, we add fire to the
I ain't comin' home tonight, leave the light on
Ain't goin' for nothin', another nigga to plot on
I buy your block, bitch, partners and buy
I real don dadas and vatos

It might not matter to you, but it to me
Put a Panamera top and suede on the
Yeah, I caught a bitch, she kiss my wee-wee-wee
Yeah, I copped the zaza bags and a of icy
And they wonder how I the mink in hundred degrees
'Cause I'm in AC, my on M16
My pockets on ATM, I'm on ATV
If I catch an opp, know I kiss them peace

Yeah, if I kiss that bitch, it ain't the
Sixteen shooters on a plane
Wifi on the jet just in case I text my
I ain't tryna you, ain't tryna talk, I up the stain
Might not matter to you but it to me
Take a bitch out to Peru, let her drink out a
My lil' brother hard-headed, I just let him be
She suck me in the bathroom, let me on her teeth
Quit droppin' on the casket, ain't romantic
But I ain't go to DeVry, I understand it
I'm tired of fightin' my with Xanax
First time my mama me, Boy, get manly (Man up, nigga)
Just my mama a house and it's in my business name (Yeah)
Soon as I cashed out, that's when my credit
It's hard to see, but I know a inside of every gang
I her, Mices and rats, yeah, they shred the same

It not matter to you, but it matter to me
Put a top and suede on the seats
Yeah, I caught a French bitch, she my wee-wee-wee
Yeah, I the zaza bags and a brick of icy
And they how I rock the mink in hundred degrees
I'm in AC, my heat on M16
My pockets on ATM, I'm on ATV
If I ever catch an opp, know I kiss peace