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letra de keep my name out - king lil g

[verse 1: king lil g]
you better tell them that i need that
better tell them that i need four pounds and a weed sack
on the phone, don’t repeat that
middle finger to these internet thugs on the keypad
b-tch, i’m feeling like i’m leaving earth
took some money out my mother’s purse
that’s the day i knew i was cursed
thinking about it, man i’m feeling worse
number one, i never finish last
gang member getting all the cash
under pressure, and i never fold
got stories that i never told
b-tch, i’ve been gang, gang, gang, gang
little homies, you on the last train
remember i was with so and so
f-cking all these hoes
way before the fame
then i got ready to f-ck
went to look at some packs
i just got rid of hundred
talking about hundred and stacks
talking about hundred and stacks
it was hundred in fact

[hook]
keep my name out of your mouth
cause the most of time you don’t know what you talking about
i got some money you can count
if you need something to do

keep my name out of your mouth
cause the most of time you don’t know what you f-cking talking about
i got some money you can count
if you need something to do, hey

[verse 2: rittz]
keep taking shots at me, all you do bicker on that backboard
(dawg, we don’t play the sh-t)
all you ever do is sit talking sh-t when you get behind a laptop
(internet gangster)
internet bank though, i be pulling out the west fargo
(you don’t even have no account)
over there got a card, doesn’t bounce
it’s an american express, guess the limit is i could spend
(it ain’t got no amount)
i could buy a bland new y8 off the lot right now
(homie, save that sh-t)
believe when i seeing these sh-t, jump off of them bars
(sh-t, i’m riding in that maybach b-tch)
or a mayback probably getting graveyard down of these alano
(homie, this is west side sh-t)
i got three side g throwing piece sign to my main hoe, i got women yelling (peace out b-tch)
clean outfit (check)
new gucci vs (check)
want to hit the weed (yeah)
i was out and dealing with the homies (what you bring back)
sh-t, i had to bring wax (i know you got the powder)
got the strip wrap (want to flip this sh-t)
h-ll nah, it’s felicia, we can hit the white folks spot
want to see a fine, dine piece, get her coat throat, we can both f-ck as she call (i don’t call amnesia)
we the ogs of professional
when i’m f-cking your lady, it’s feeling s-xual
no connection, she just gave me head
and grooling all over the bland new leather sectional
i’m on the west river, king lil g see a bunch of little me’s, better tell them that it’s nothing for this sh-t
let the upper deck of a 747 jet, me and g made the bag, how much fifty we can get, yeahuh

[hook]
keep my name out of your mouth
cause the most of time you don’t know what you talking about
i got some money you can count
if you need something to do

keep my name out of your mouth
cause the most of time you don’t know what you f-cking talking about
i got some money you can count
if you need something to do

funny how they only really want you when you gone, when you gone
funny how they only really f-cking with you when you on, onnn
funny how they only want you when you gone, hey
funny how they only really f-cking with you when you on

- king lil g

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