
IDK – Keto Lyrics
Artist: IDK
Song: Keto
I think he might ask for the cash in exchange for the clash
That’s right
If I hit CashApp, press send, okay on the bag
It’s on sight
He might hit you with the right
He might take a n#gg# life
He might hit you with the right
He might take a n#gg# life
He might walk down with a stick
Get you outside when he see where you live
Get you inside, by the baby, by the crib
He don’t give a f#ck who you are, who you is
Yessir, it’s going down like New York metro
These n#gg#s want gas, he got that petrol
So please don’t slack ’cause he got that dress code
And if you wanna stop he gon’ bring that “Let’s go”
Green light, creep with it
Creep with it, creep with it
Red light, stop
Pop-pop then off with his top
Go off on a opp, get lost when he drops
Set dead, no alive, so he already got blocked
Already hot, feds looking for a drop
But nobody tell ’cause the hood shell-shocked
Don’t start no sh#t, won’t be no sh#t
If you come, f#ck your braid up on some keto sh#t
Fam, I used to break the bank on some Dido sh#t
Now I can work to take the shot and you know he don’t miss
He might hit you with the right
He might take a n#gg# life
He might hit you with the right
He might take a n#gg# life
Paper-talkin’ and speakin’ [Yeah
Playin’ dirty, this b#tch is cheatin’
Try and set a n#gg# up again
I’ll light this b#tch up with a ten
Put the cash in the bag, I need it
Hit a n#gg# with the right-left either
Sin City, rockin’ Jesus pieces
On top, it’s the way I see it [I see it
Club pay for me drink, don’t spill
Turn a lil’ n#gg# to road kill [Kill
I could bet they overwhelmed
All the b#tches come over here
All the b#tches—
All the b#tches come over here
All the b#tches—
All the b#tches come over here
Yeah, don’t put it past me
I gave you my number, it was really a tax-free
You be where the p#ss# is, I be where the cash be
I be where the check be, that’s why they be checkin’
I’m makin’ all this p#ss#, b#tches can’t intercept me
Make a n#gg# think he got it but I’m really pretending
Yeah, he think it’s all love, I don’t really got none
I don’t care what he think ’cause I never gave a f#ck
Don’t start no sh#t, won’t be no sh#t
If you come, f#ck your braid up on some keto sh#t
Fam, I used to break the bank on some Dido sh#t
Now I can work to take the shot and you know he don’t miss
He might hit you with the right
He might take a n#gg# life
He might hit you with the right
He might take my stepfather life
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Release Year: 2021