Ke'lyn the Artist - Please!

I'm in Ga with the peaches
I'm in the trenches with leaches
Let me pick your brain
I want that telekinesis
Please
Please
Please
Please
Please
Please
Bitch
Please

I running up my figures
For the rest of my life
Huh
I'm colder than winter
I feel like ice
Huh
I'm not no beginner
I been this nice
Oh
Cracker called me nigger
So you know he had to die
Oh

Like my son say
Pull up on ya after church and serve ya on a Sunday
Believe me when I say, you look better than Beyoncé
I'm bool on that lil bitch, yes mam, I'm beyond straight
You in a different time zone I'm in a different time space
I wish I could wake up to a million like I'm Kanye
Hey
Don't worry bout what I'm doing worry about your mommy
Hey
Laughing at these niggas cus I think they're funny
Hey
I just got it in and got it off me in a
Day

I'm in Ga with the peaches
I'm in the trenches with leaches
Let me pick your brain
I want that telekinesis
Please
Please
Please
Please
Please
Please
Bitch
Please

Written by:
Kaelin Williams

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