Lyrics:
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
Cause they know I'm gon' go loco
Cause I'm Keylo, uh, but I don't do kilos I ain't migos
Want seven figures, six zeroes
I'm Key but I don't do keyholes
you bragging about your bitch throat I had to try it by the way she eating kids bitch need to get indicted Got a Party in my pocket but ain’t nobody
The nigga wanna be me, don't it?
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (damn)
been, in the pen', pop this in and lift ya chin
Tat skin, get some ins, and throw some glitter in ya grin
Man, once again, but this dank off in the wind
bitches with me by the pool
Know she love me but she playin it cool
Actin funny she got somethin to prove
Money comin in by the boatload
Tryna break bread
surrounded by dogs, for the love
Only niggas I fuck wit is thugs nigga what
Blood in blood out, vatos locos homes, so there's no chocos homes
When we smoke
Here i go go again
Trying to get more dough
I dont need no more
Friends
Next year be my best year
Yeah im going loco
And
To the ones that said i
Hey
Hey
Hey
Oh woah woah woah woah
My show go loco
Show em up to shut em down
Now they a no show
Rockin’ my old clothes
Lancer don’t go slow
Indiana
that she move it (Damn)
Man if she keep going I’m gonna lose it (Loco)
Make your mind up baby being confusing (The most)
Don’t let your love go to waste
Yahweh can get you through
You got some angels by your side, you don't need to pick up that tool
You don't gotta like what I say but just know that I tell
they going so loco
Niggas be flaunting but I got juice by the boatload
Why are you talking to me, If you not speaking bankroll
Look at my life
You can
know I like it slo-ow
You got me doing you like a chore
You make me lose my mind im goin loco
So may I get some liquor to pour
If you and I were
Don't joke oh joke oh
Don't drive me loco
We are they high on colos
Life na YOLO
We dey high colos
Life na YOLO
You tell me why them dey get by biff
So
And consider my little dose of sage
I I been going coo coo for puffs
But not coco
Maybe a four loco
Maybe a piece of tho tho but
I suppose a must
All might fold
(yuh)
Then we all coolin' (yuh)
By the oceanside (yeah, yeah)
Tight like the Goonies (ow, ow)
I can't switch up
Too much of a swisher
This where I'm good
up you feeling my press
They say I sound crazy This bitches gon hate me
I'm minding my business Nobody gon press me
I'm pretty but loco You bitches be
of the dead
But my hope still remains
Whether dead or alive, this is do or die
When Christ is the gain
So raise your torches up high
Tonight we fight for our
surrounded by dogs, for the love
Only niggas I fuck wit is thugs nigga what
Blood in blood out, vatos locos homes, so there's no chocos homes
When we smoke
he's been drinking like a fish
Man, I never been a bitch, the dream was getting rich
But they still sleeping on me peep the level up
My music got
hop
In my panamera aiiii see
Cause me I don go loco for you
Me I don go loco for you
Oh my God see
This feeling is crazy o yeah
Baby tell me shey
the Lords and GD's
Segregated by the street in the Chi' where I was
Got wise to the nudge
Why buy a tub when they buy you a flood?
Better but you a sub
like we partnas
Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged us
Neva did call us
Where was yo promise
But now we ridin' by
(Listening to the wind
uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous
shots with the fo'-fo'
Faggots runnin to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap,
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