Me, me and Keyy in it, man We send you up, we send you up
Come here, come here, come here
Send that lil boy to the sky with a ticket
I'm laughin' at y'all while I'm countin' my digits
He don't put it on, that boy lookin' ify
Feel like John Wick, this beat, I'm killin
I'm killin' this beat, feel like John Wick
I'm countin' M's and makin' these hits
Talkin' bad on the gram, get hit with the blick
Tryna set me up, I ain't fallin' for tricks
Yeah talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothing so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keeping it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(My money up)
You already fallin' off that mean you out of luck
Ooh
Yeah, nigga, keep watchin'
And that boy, act crazy, imma hit him in the noggin
Aye twin tell these hoes they can't stop me
And these bitches goin' crazy She fiendin' for a nigga, but I don't want her baby
I got tired of the coupe, so I coped the Mercedes
Throw the bitch long way like Tom Brady
I be killin' shit, just like John Wick
Why, you hatin on me, lil' bitch, go sit
Yeah I stay out the way, and I stay out the mix
Yeah I keep my guard up, cause these bitches gon' switch
555 that's a chopper uhh
None of these niggas hoes can't stop us
All they really is is on coppers Know damn well they can't top us
(Yeah)
Is you in the field?, I don't hit with rats, man, just keep it real
Yeah, they call you concrete, but I carry them drills
Yeah, they with me right now, but back then they done peeled
Right now, I'm movin' like wick Yeah, they act like babies cause they throw a fit
And I took em in them pussy niggas, my kids
And it's me and LuhWalt and they know what it is
Send that lil boy to the sky with a ticket
I'm laughin' at y'all while I'm countin' my digits
He don't put it on, that boy looking ify
Feel like John Wick
This beat, I'm killin',
Killin' this beat, feel like John Wick
I'm countin' these m's and makin' these hits
Talkin' bad on the gram, get hit with the blick
Tryna set me up, I ain't fallin' for tricks
Yeah talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keeping it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
You already fallin' off, that means you out of luck
Back on the track again, got the chop, let it blow like the wind
Oh, you bout it, come spend, next up, gotta set the trend
Cappin' on the net, they be playin', pretend
All black fit, when it's time to spin
Like you not one of mine, stop callin' me twins
Put you underwater like, where's your fins
Yeah talkin' bad on game, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keepin it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(Money up)
You already fallin' off, they means you out of luck
Yeah yeah huh
Talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keepin it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(Money up)
You already fallin' off, that means you out of luck
Lilkeyy - JOHN WICK (feat. LuhWalt) Lyrics
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Me, me and Keyy in it, man We send you up, we send you up
Come here, come here, come here
Send that lil boy to the sky with a ticket
I'm laughin' at y'all while I'm countin' my digits
He don't put it on, that boy lookin' ify
Feel like John Wick, this beat, I'm killin
I'm killin' this beat, feel like John Wick
I'm countin' M's and makin' these hits
Talkin' bad on the gram, get hit with the blick
Tryna set me up, I ain't fallin' for tricks
Yeah talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothing so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keeping it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(My money up)
You already fallin' off that mean you out of luck
Ooh
Yeah, nigga, keep watchin'
And that boy, act crazy, imma hit him in the noggin
Aye twin tell these hoes they can't stop me
And these bitches goin' crazy She fiendin' for a nigga, but I don't want her baby
I got tired of the coupe, so I coped the Mercedes
Throw the bitch long way like Tom Brady
I be killin' shit, just like John Wick
Why, you hatin on me, lil' bitch, go sit
Yeah I stay out the way, and I stay out the mix
Yeah I keep my guard up, cause these bitches gon' switch
555 that's a chopper uhh
None of these niggas hoes can't stop us
All they really is is on coppers Know damn well they can't top us
(Yeah)
Is you in the field?, I don't hit with rats, man, just keep it real
Yeah, they call you concrete, but I carry them drills
Yeah, they with me right now, but back then they done peeled
Right now, I'm movin' like wick Yeah, they act like babies cause they throw a fit
And I took em in them pussy niggas, my kids
And it's me and LuhWalt and they know what it is
Send that lil boy to the sky with a ticket
I'm laughin' at y'all while I'm countin' my digits
He don't put it on, that boy looking ify
Feel like John Wick
This beat, I'm killin',
Killin' this beat, feel like John Wick
I'm countin' these m's and makin' these hits
Talkin' bad on the gram, get hit with the blick
Tryna set me up, I ain't fallin' for tricks
Yeah talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keeping it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
You already fallin' off, that means you out of luck
Back on the track again, got the chop, let it blow like the wind
Oh, you bout it, come spend, next up, gotta set the trend
Cappin' on the net, they be playin', pretend
All black fit, when it's time to spin
Like you not one of mine, stop callin' me twins
Put you underwater like, where's your fins
Yeah talkin' bad on game, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keepin it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(Money up)
You already fallin' off, they means you out of luck
Yeah yeah huh
Talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keepin it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(Money up)
You already fallin' off, that means you out of luck
Come here, come here, come here
Send that lil boy to the sky with a ticket
I'm laughin' at y'all while I'm countin' my digits
He don't put it on, that boy lookin' ify
Feel like John Wick, this beat, I'm killin
I'm killin' this beat, feel like John Wick
I'm countin' M's and makin' these hits
Talkin' bad on the gram, get hit with the blick
Tryna set me up, I ain't fallin' for tricks
Yeah talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothing so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keeping it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(My money up)
You already fallin' off that mean you out of luck
Ooh
Yeah, nigga, keep watchin'
And that boy, act crazy, imma hit him in the noggin
Aye twin tell these hoes they can't stop me
And these bitches goin' crazy She fiendin' for a nigga, but I don't want her baby
I got tired of the coupe, so I coped the Mercedes
Throw the bitch long way like Tom Brady
I be killin' shit, just like John Wick
Why, you hatin on me, lil' bitch, go sit
Yeah I stay out the way, and I stay out the mix
Yeah I keep my guard up, cause these bitches gon' switch
555 that's a chopper uhh
None of these niggas hoes can't stop us
All they really is is on coppers Know damn well they can't top us
(Yeah)
Is you in the field?, I don't hit with rats, man, just keep it real
Yeah, they call you concrete, but I carry them drills
Yeah, they with me right now, but back then they done peeled
Right now, I'm movin' like wick Yeah, they act like babies cause they throw a fit
And I took em in them pussy niggas, my kids
And it's me and LuhWalt and they know what it is
Send that lil boy to the sky with a ticket
I'm laughin' at y'all while I'm countin' my digits
He don't put it on, that boy looking ify
Feel like John Wick
This beat, I'm killin',
Killin' this beat, feel like John Wick
I'm countin' these m's and makin' these hits
Talkin' bad on the gram, get hit with the blick
Tryna set me up, I ain't fallin' for tricks
Yeah talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keeping it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
You already fallin' off, that means you out of luck
Back on the track again, got the chop, let it blow like the wind
Oh, you bout it, come spend, next up, gotta set the trend
Cappin' on the net, they be playin', pretend
All black fit, when it's time to spin
Like you not one of mine, stop callin' me twins
Put you underwater like, where's your fins
Yeah talkin' bad on game, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keepin it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(Money up)
You already fallin' off, they means you out of luck
Yeah yeah huh
Talkin' bad on gang, we send you up
(Send you up)
People be geekin for nothin', so I gotta keep it tuck
(Keepin it tucked)
They always pocket watchin', tryna see if my money up
(Money up)
You already fallin' off, that means you out of luck
Writer: Keyshon Ross, Walter Bradley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid