letra de broad day - lil keed
what’s your name? what’s your name? what’s your name? what’s your name? what’s your name? slatt, slatt
take every shot, madden ain’t
we shoot out the top like a ball game
and i don’t even talk to the feds lately
cut the dope up, might need a band-aid
diamonds, they yellow and cold, and iced out
it look like some lemonade
and you know when that stick out
we have a shootout in broad day
you play with me right now
have a shootout in broad day
it’s gonna be a gun down
have a shootout in broad day
no cap
you think it’s gon’ be a robbery
have a shootout in broad day
no cap
you think we’ll take some jewelry
have a shootout in broad day
yeah
b-tch, i’m lil keed from the block
i can’t love the kid
i can’t never give a f-ck ’bout that b-tch or what she say
i love the big blunt to the face
i give a f-ck ’bout what you say
no cap
i’m like, “well, keed, duh”
i pop that perc, she went to work
i’m on the block, i’m servin’ work
i’m servin’ fiends, i know they hurt
the minute he shoot up your he-rs-
playin’ with gang, gon’ be on a shirt
and that baby i put in work
playin’ with keed, he’ll pull up the shirt
take every shot, madden ain’t
we shoot out the top like a ball game
and i don’t even talk to the feds lately
cut the dope up, might need a band-aid
diamonds, they yellow and cold, and iced out
it look like some lemonade
and you know when that stick out
we have a shootout in broad day
you play with me right now
have a shootout in broad day
it’s gonna be a gun down
have a shootout in broad day
no cap
you think it’s gon’ be a robbery
have a shootout in broad day
no cap
you think we’ll take some jewelry
have a shootout in broad day
yeah
draco on me, and this b-tch hold 50
this b-tch hold 50
can’t f-ck with no pillow talkin’, n-gga, pull up
i’ll shoot at your motherf-ckin’ lip
i f-cked on her one time, then i caught her the motherf-ckin’ lift
long nights, i trap on the block
young n-gga tryna turn some guap
original ysl member, ha
i can’t trust no n-ggas, ha
and that’s why i tote that glock, i can’t go out bad
and if a n-gga play, put that boy in a trash bag
and if a n-gga play, put that boy in a trash bag
take every shot, madden ain’t
we shoot out the top like a ball game
and i don’t even talk to the feds lately
cut the dope up, might need a band-aid
diamonds, they yellow and cold, and iced out
it look like some lemonade
and you know when that stick out
we have a shootout in broad day
you play with me right now
have a shootout in broad day
it’s gonna be a gun down
have a shootout in broad day
no cap
you think it’s gon’ be a robbery
have a shootout in broad day
no cap
you think we’ll take some jewelry
have a shootout in broad day
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