[Intro]
(Alright) (Everything smoove, you know what I'm sayin'... I told myself I just gotta do this shit my nigga.... Holla at me....)
[Hook: KeAndrell]
All about my cake, hell yeah
Tryna put on for my state, hell yeah, (Ayyy)
Weed got me outer space, hell yeah
I do this shit like everyday, hell yeah
[Verse 1: KeAndrell]
I leave her wet as a lake, you tryna be good? I'm tryna be great
Shoutout to all the niggas who ain't fake
I got a lot of ambition I keep it in crates
I got it crackin' like phones you don't keep in a case
Man I'm prayin' to God my first son get my traits
Ain't no telling what he'd do if I'm paving a way
Ain't no telling the potential I'm gaining a day
Run up on me & you catchin' a fade
Subtweet a nigga I'm @'ing yo name
(Bars)
They be on lock, best believe that ain't all that I keep in the safe
Yeah I was just with your bitch but you don't need to worry, I don't leave a trace
I been working 'think I need a raise, give me a "K" a minute
I been chewing all these local rappers, I just thought my plate had steak up in it
Niggas be thinkin they see me, what??! Hold up.... man my windows tinted
Man you niggas flippin', acting like y'all in olympics
But my girl she flawless
No nigga can say that he called her
No nigga can say that he mauled her
That shit got me wanting to wife her, damn
I spit that fire you won't see a nicer tan, man, cool it down
Fuck the mayor, I'm just tryna be the dude of town
Verbal AK be spewing rounds, nigga catch up
I'm on the top floor it's like their elevators got stuck
Niggas talk a lot, but their bitches tell me they're not tough, wow
The flow is ill, ain't no telling what I might cough up
Back on my bullshit
Came in with a full clip, heavy like tool kits, woah
Fresh ass kicks, my style be sharp like toothpicks, yo
Y'all niggas softer than wool knit, I'm never stopping 'til I'm in the ground
I got a foreign chick she look like Kim, I hit from the back, she so wet that a nigga might drown
They sleepin on me? I'll burn their night gowns
She heard my music, said "That's a nice sound"
Bumping my shit when she rides around town
I'm waiting to blow like I'm sleep in the lounge
Got my weight up, they should check on my pounds
Flow is an AK, I'm spraying them rounds
Peak in my heart you will see noone found
Knocking tracks out, ain't no need to go count
Fuck a bitch, all my bro's in & hoes out
Unless she ride for a nigga and joust
Any bitch tryna see my whereabouts
Knock her straight off of that horse & we out
We might get married & every time I leave the house, she pucker up & then pout
I be in the stu' by myself, if you ain't productive then you ain't allowed
(Get the fuck out yo!!!) (okay! okay..... shit)
[Verse 2]
Yeah..... The booth is restricted
From anybody who ain't with it
I'm sorry I'm tryna get it
I'm sorry I'm tryna split it
With everybody that I'm living wit
Shawty can get the dick, if she don't ever try spilling it
I'm chill as a bitch, I'm hot as a bitch too, man y'all might need some mitts
I got a lot of that wax I'm burning through it, man I might need a wick
Fighting like Tyson & shit, I'm zoned out when i'm writing this shit
I don't need no help but I've been giving it out, got like 19 assists
I'm coming soon like the mailman, I do this for KeAndrell fans
I do this shit for the people who won't know about me for another year man
You're not a bandwagon, I appreciate you like the bitch that I had when
I showed them my colors
When I drop my EP, man they gon' hear that thunder
(That thunder! That thunder! That thunder) [2x]
They gon' hear that thunder!
Aw mannn, I might need a rubber
She so bad, man I might need to rub her
Yeah, I smash her then leave, you'd think I'm undercover!
[Outro] (Low Ke EP dropping soon!)
