YungTheoryy - Dababy & Stunna (feat. YoungKeez)

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Theoryy and Keez like Dababy and Stunna
Get to fishin they whip and we right on they bumper
He talking bout shit that he did that boy bluffin
I threw brodie the oop with the scissors and cut em
They tell me work out I work out with my bruva
Might just throw em a oop with the soda crush em
She feel on my dip and find out that i'm clutchin
Got g-star on my denim designer it's nuffin
Hold k get to crankin the track
Jewelry swimming take lessons might take em a lap
Remember back in the day on the 8 on the back
And they think cause i'm lightskin I cap in my rap
Uh but this no kizzy how Kruger and Buckem
360 but ain't getting dizzy
You ain't good on this side if you not getting busy
Like some light raindrops make it rain drizzy
On the frontline it get risky
Watch your 6 and your 10 before you end up ricky
He stroafing a peel on the floor from banana he slipping
Cause you know it get slippery
K dawging the track too bad
One point down bad now I'm running up bags
Tints too dark on the car you can't see through the glass
Gon have a bussdown wrist have them boys looking mad
I'm looking at Theoryy like how we ain't up yet
They tried to uh, toilet flush that
Calling plays you know that I'm quarterback
My bruva wide I'm crankin it I got em running back
Switch it up got to switch up the flow
StreetMoney forever man long live Doe
How they showing fake love and they don't even know
With these steppas on I get to steppin on toes
Theoryy and Keez like Dababy and Stunna
Get to fishin they whip and we right on they bumper
He talking bout shit that he did that boy bluffin
I threw brodie the oop with the scissors and cut em
They tell me work out I work out with my bruva
Might just throw em a oop with the soda crush em
She feel on my dip and find out that I'm clutchin
Got g-star on my denim designer it's nuffin
X he a Kruger
I'm at your medulla
I shit on the beat man it smell like manure
Try to slide on a scooter
Ima win you a loser
I catch me a nut I don't call her a uber
Almost drowned needa scuba
On your head like a tumor
She give me that brain like a mf'in tutor
They type like computers
Save a hoe I aint super
Get that bread, get that head then I leave I'm commuting
Remember riding the bus I would look at the bus fare
Bitch think she the shit cause her mf'in butt fat
I'm looking at Keez how the fuck we ain't up yet
But fuck it we shit on these niggas they upset
I took me a L I won't lose to another man
You want you a hunnit bitches, I want a hunnit bands
I want me a hunnit digits not a hundred friends
I don't want that pussy you gave to another man
Wanna be my bm but I got you another plan
Damn it feel good to hold racks in my other hand
I was the under dog I had the under hand
She coming over forgetting her underwear
The stick get from under there
I gotta bundle it
I just woke up and I got me another band
Shit falling off then we got us another plan
I'm doing me give a fuck about another man
Shit looking sweet
Got designer my feet
He Jimmy Bulter he carry that heat
Say he stay in the field but he be in the bleach
She sucking my dick to get her brother a feat
How you in a five seat car but you like ten deep
She a bird but we like how she tweet
If you hear ayeee on the track then i'm dawgin the beat
Give me seven days get it off in a week
Theoryy and Keez like Dababy and Stunna
Get to fishin they whip and we right on they bumper
He talking bout shit that he did that boy bluffin
I threw brodie the oop with the scissors and cut em
They tell me work out I work out with my bruva
Might just throw em a oop with the soda crush em
She feel on my dip and find out that i'm clutchin
Got g-star on my denim designer it's nuffin

Written by:
Theo Appiah, Young Keez

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