Текст песни Kenny's Birthday - 444 KeyLo

We was on a group chat
They was talking, said I got fake 512s
That I was popping
They don't know me, or how I got it
Straight vodka in water bottles
Drank it all off upper and a downer
Got to the party
Heart jumping
Mind racing
All over some dumb shit
Dap Jay up
Said I got beans
Check em out cuz later I'm gonna pop these
No yurkies, just oxy
I was tripping, they can tell that I was not me
He got a new girl, nice to meet yah
I'm Jays boy, Imma tweaker
She can see that
I couldn't see her
Eyes blurry cuz I'm fried off the reefer
I don't mix drugs
But I definitely just started
My first time ever doing it is at the fucking birthday party
I'm retarded, I can't see
The target man sees
When shooting the blame cannon
He's aiming it at me

Imma scapegoat
Sad kid with some great jokes
That's all for today folks
So I grabbed that tape though
Started ripping up my legs though
Saw the tape I couldn't say no
Saw the tape I couldn't say no
Now
Just like movies of been shooting shit
Cold hearted, lil stupid kid
Staying focused on his music kid
Staying focused I'm not losing bitch
But let me talk about those loser kids
Talking shit cuz I was losing it
Let em talk to the ruga clip
Shoulda let him talk to the
Ruga clip

Let me catch you lacking
We ain't pistol packing
Semi automatic
Make the clip dry
Put the glick down
Make a fist fly
I don't talk shit, not a big guy
But I'm bout shit
When the whip ride
When the whip ride
Give you whip lash
Shit
But I done bettered myself
Writing my old bitch a letter from hell
And I hope she hear this shit
Hopped off the boat, started steering the whip
Uh
Too clean
Too fresh
Too mean
Too checked up
15 But I flex
Don't hit me when I'm next up
Play with me you merked
Play wit me you get messed up
Put his body in the dirt
R.I.P he can rest up

R.I.P I put that man to sleep
You don't wanna be my enemy
And my biddies tiddies like the letter B
I've been moving solo on my me wave
I drop bombs like D-day
Still haunted by Kenny's b-day