Rico $uave - KD lyrics

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Rico $uave - KD lyrics

[Intro] Trey beat it [?] Dave East [Verse 1] Beg your pardon, I ain't at the garden I'm a Harlem n***a, I'm at Dyckman My favorite shooter had to switch states, tryna stay low from inditements I been the same n***a since diapers Same n***a with no license Same n***a caught the train n***a Nw I'm gettin brain from your wifey You need a pa** just to come 'round I need that Rolly face bust down Tryna chill cause it's Ramadan but I k** these n***as when that sun down I ain't cooling less gun round You can lose your life over one pound Take my time in the trap stressing I'm baggin up in a rush now f** what you thought, this not L.A So we ain't driving by, we gon' pull up and park Catch you at the light, make it get dark In the night when b**hes taking it off I'm just tryna get my cake up, my b**h bad with no makeup Gunning for ya, got a hungry lawyer Go up in the court and shoot a case up Bully probably pull a [?] up, I been thinking bout that ghost sh** I'm retarded when it comes to cops, on my momma I don't know sh** On my momma I done sold nicks Not a liar, never sold bricks If they raid the crib n***a, don't snitch Everybody get it, I got no picks [Hook] Trey pounds, that's a KD Pray to God they don't take me Rolex or a A.P 226 with no safety Get some work, hit the road We was hustling in the Cove Feel it when it hit your nose Waking up with different hoes Trey pounds, that's a KD Pray to God they don't take me Rolex or a A.P 226 with no safety Get some work, hit the road We was hustling in the Cove Feel it when it hit your nose Waking up with different hoes [Verse 2] Trey pound, that's a KD I ain't showing up if they don't pay me Been nice since [?], these b**hes on to me lately Telling me that I look good, telling me that I smell nice This why I sell sour D, still on my moms for that bail price Play ball and I played the trap I can tell you what them scales like Had a celly with a bunk bed, I can tell you what them jails like Cop sh** before we hit the streets, you still waiting for that sell price Stepped on and get dismissed We like big fish, talking whale type 45 that's a come back, east river where they dump that Bed breakfast on Linox Ave Got a flight to Vegas, where lunch at My youngin got it, he can pump that My homie hit it, I don't want that Hate a b**h that never got here own Always asking n***as where the blunts at 33 that's a Scot Pip Foreign b**h up in the drop six Thinking when I couldn't cop sh** I would trap in Queens, Fetty Wap sh** Rockstar need a moshpit Live a thug life on some Pac sh** Fly n***a need a co*kpit You ain't f**ing with me, you can watch this [Hook] Trey pounds, that's a KD Pray to God they don't take me Rolex or a A.P 226 with no safety Get some work, hit the road We was hustling in the Cove Feel it when it hit your nose Waking up with different hoes Trey pounds, that's a KD Pray to God they don't take me Rolex or a A.P 226 with no safety Get some work, hit the road We was hustling in the Cove Feel it when it hit your nose Waking up with different hoes Trey pounds, that's a KD Trey pounds, that's a KD Trey pounds, that's a KD Trey pounds, that's a KD Trey pounds, that's a KD Trey pounds, that's a KD Trey pounds, that's a KD Trey pounds, that's a KD

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