paroles de chanson Only Fans - Kairo Keyz

Why dem boy wanna hate on man
I put bands in elastic bands
Got bagged tryna make some bags
She tryna cuff me wanna take both hands
Front on me make dem take that back
My young boy kway tryna make it back
I'm telling her snap me an make it clap
She telling me sub to her only Fans
Why them man tryna live my life
Just go an live yours
Risk my life tryna see some more
Liz on my line when I speak of course
It's free bro till they buss them doors
I was outside had to break them laws
She said plus 1 had to make that four
Running it up why they hate me for

Phoning my line how these gyal love talk
Ain't talking bandz gotta cut that short
Bro at the stove only need a fork
Make that lock tryna scrape some more
Gold on my neck might get this iced
Jugg like kilo I'm telling her bye
Drip too hard I don't even try
She wanna link me heard I pay the price
Word on road I'm a paigon
For the friends I affiliate with
She tryna get complacent face it I don't do no relations
I still wait for the day that I make it
I tell bro don't worry I'll take him
They got half of the guys in the can as well
I never hear bros complaining
In the field tryna hold it down
Cut through and they know me now
Can't lack when I roll around
Like cench said yeah I'm loading now
How them man talk on gang
Let's make it fair
Only Ws that we see round here
Take no Ls round here that's rare

Why dem boy wanna hate on man
I put bands in elastic bands
Got bagged tryna make some bags
She tryna cuff me wanna take both hands
Front on me make dem take that back
My young boy kway tryna make it back
I'm telling her snap me and make it clap
She telling me sub to her only Fans
Why them man tryna live my life
Just go an live yours
Risk my life tryna see some more
Liz on my line when I speak of course
It's free bro till they buss them doors
I was outside had to break them laws
She said plus 1 had to make that four
Running it up why they hate me for

Drip drip drip drip
That's what she see when she stalk my page
I need a thick one like Sharn-tai
Foot on the gas I can't take no breaks
How I'm so marga an push nuff weight
They want handouts and they want some cake
I brought the table the forks an the plate
A&Rs on me I'm telling them wait
The games too fake and I'm way too real
Had to leave bro he ain't got no chill
Come a long way since I made that deal
Party got lit when we served them pills
Used to rate them now them man look stuck
Huh bruck
Put the work in no dis ain't no luck
Put a hand pon bro mek mi Rise that up
The way that I'm dodging an diving these tings they would of thought I was running from COVID
I can't wait till my right hand home
Not a week by that my bro ain't phoning
They couldn't live this life that I live
I miss my bros unruly soldiers
Can't fall off like them man I hold it down
I'm fully focused

Why dem boy wanna hate on man
I put bands in elastic bands
Got bagged tryna make some bags
She tryna cuff me wanna take both hands
Front on me make dem take that back
My young boy kway tryna make it back
I'm telling her snap me an make it clap
She telling me sub to her only Fans
Why them man tryna live my life
Just go an live yours
Risk my life tryna see some more
Liz on my line when I speak of course
It's free bro till they buss them doors
I was outside had to break them laws
She said plus 1 had to make that four
Running it up why they hate me for