★ verse 1: keeta ★ With the gang ride around bitch escalate Yeah, shit get nasty once you step away Them lockhart boys they savage Might just fuck a bad bitch And that chopper keep on shootin' that bitch automatic If it's beef i call his mom and tell her cop a casket O-on my momma all we know is dollars cop attachments He was talkin' lockhart boys gon' drop 'em make him past tense
★ chorus: keeta ★ All my brothers we too hard You been talkin' pull yo' cart Don't be yappin' 'cause my brother aim just like they is darts Why they cappin' like they really ain't knowin' who we are They ain't ready for the streets, man you don't fit the part
★ verse 2: keeta ★ I need wock i need designer on my clothes 'causе i was broke Had a homeboy off the oxy's hе don't play with that no more I can't go but if i'm walkin' round down town i got my pole I got real life sticks for a internet troll You's a real life bitch and i know that you know This a real life switch made the whole room glow And i think i got the itch off this perc and i'm cold And she said she got the ick from my pint, stupid hoe ★ verse 3: jahhlu ★ Stupid lil' bitch He tryna talk on the gang so twins say get on his ass I did the math If i shoot 44 that mean i got 6 in the mag I call up my brother named reefuh i said what you doin' he said "sippin' henny in class" Wake up count my money, roll up then i smoke my gas Chopper shoot and never shot a ❲?❳ Fa-fa-fa blicker hit his back and got nigga lackin' Cha-cha-cha-chopper hit his back and got a nigga dancin' Said "run it back" bitch i'm addicted to mags Run it back 12❲?❳ and they get on his ass I feel like ❲?❳ 'cause i'm spankin' the block, i'm wippin' these lil' niggas ass ❲?❳ tell ya'll, tell that bitch to get naked you know i'ma break her like glass And i'm in the trap and i'm- don't say it, focus, i gotta get in my bag Lockhart be the gang bitch i'm runnin' for ❲?❳ twin say get on his ass
★ verse 4: vasto ★ Get on his heels My lil' bro he off of this pill He tryna catch kills That shit it get real Metal around him now he made of steel Nigga i'm sparkin' shit just like a eel That bitch catchin' feels I told that hoe ew That bitch is disgusting And she just suckin' not fucking Ain't about money bitch end of discussion Stay with my dawg like megaman rush bitch Right in your crib yeah we rushed in Keeta gon' bust it We not the ones to fuck with Or you gon' feel repercussions Hittin' his head yeah that's more than concussion We tryna knock that shit off No you can't get in lockhart you too soft Said he a problem we gettin' 'em solved ★ chorus, keeta ★ All my brothers we too hard You been talkin' pull yo' cart Don't be yappin' 'cause my brother aim just like they is darts Why they cappin' like they really ain't knowin' who we are They ain't ready for the streets, man you don't fit the part
★ verse 5: yurms ★ And my choppa it keep shootin' this shit automatic We got 9's and 357's i look like a savage ❲?❳ i been kicked back countin' cabbage ❲?❳ you can't trust a bad bitch Tote that semi ❲?❳ get your nails and lashes She said she gon' hold that blick for me get hella active Yeah my choppa make him jump, he look like a rabbit I keep countin' up this paper told my bitch to bag it I got a bag and i double and triple it We talkin' 'bout it if we really livin' it Love for the game i got so many kids in it Pull out the chopper like skrt, whippin' 'em up Send bullets through your hood Like we don't give a fuck My life ❲?❳ They said you bad lil' bitch ❲?❳
★ verse 6: reef ★ Folks wanna die 'bout a bitch Glock wanna switch 'cause the opps drink piss She wanna suck dick 'cause the reef can't miss I was riding through the town in a, tank bitch Smoke gas out the propane tank it hit I was eatin' lo mein with my top-ranked bitch We hot but we hot get the smoke stank twins Took his hoe outta state in a cullinan Big body came outta state But we came from outer space I'm good at playin' it safe i just hit up my brother to put out my gang, insane I beef with the ❲?❳ i'm floodin' the lead and that t-shirt got room for your face Got gle's ❲?❳ this uzi gon' ❲?❳ all over the place ★ verse 7: kkypr ★ Bitch we make this money like a hundred ways Riding round with the gang, escalate No we don't do talkin' yeah we escalate Bitch im with the bone crushers don't be late With the gang, ridin' round We gon' send a hundred rounds Did a show, in my town Getting cold, you gon' drown Bodies on the ice don't fuck around Way too cold to push it down Brand new drugs just hit the town Turn my frown right upside down
★ verse 8: viavulc ★ Why you keep on talkin'? i pull up with static, yeah Big ass lockhart in the eighth we go to saks fifth, yeah Bitch i'm in a honda then i switched into the wagon Walk up with that fuckin' draco it be talking flatten❲?❳ That bitch tryna fuck, i don't want that hoe Walkin' with the glick, poppin' at your bro Bitch i'm in the store, we up in the store I can never fold, i can not go home If he talk on lockhart i'ma leave his body cold My brother just copped some zaza and he finna roll
★ verse 9: cejay ★ You fit the part hoe My bitch is a dark hoe Two drac' like i'm rambo Yo' bitch is a fan hoe I promise to god i'm hittin' the top, bitch thats on my brother I don't need a nine to knock you off or make you niggas suffer So much shit inside my cup, damn its changin' colors Fucked a stripper hoe so good i had to change my covers I had to tell my old hoe how it was, bitch we not no lovers Only thing that i love is x's and them fucking uppers
★ outro: clip ★ Stupid hoe, you can't get none of this dough Know we kickin' through your door On my moms we keep a pole My pockets fat, my money swole Percs❲?❳ on me i do not know Pockets big, money old
Yung Keeta - Show me a band {chorus} Show me a band Walkin' with 2 keep 'em stuffed in my pants Know i love flauntin' i'm doin' my dance See me out at lax not {?}
Yung Keeta - Entourage/ i wanna die 2 Got so much to tell me there's a lot You only wanna tell me when I'm gone You got so much hurt in your heart Don't put so much dirt on your scars (keeta)
Yung Keeta - What ever you please (Lockhart) You're in my head You're in my head It's just like when you hurtin' me before But nothing ever changes with you But this time hurt a little
Yung Keeta - Aquafina remix {Intro} She look just like Aaliyah There's only one answer, instinct She look just like Aaliyah Riding a two-seater {Chorus} Riding around
Yung Keeta - Let me down {intro} Michael warren Tell me i'm wrong Tell me i'm wrong, again So i write the same song {chorus} So i write the same song, again
Yung Keeta - Isn't what you want (Young Spoiler {Chorus} This isn't what you want you thought, this ain't what it was You think I'm leading you on, but I ain't want at all I tried
Yung Keeta - Chase your love Young Spoiler Michael Warren {Intro} I need you bad bad But you can go and cry to yourself I don't wanna hear about your bad acts I know you got some
Yung Keeta - Tell me wut u think Too muddy, ah Bitch yeah that cup too muddy, ah I don't wanna talk to nobody, ah Dont act like my buddy Bitch- Bitch can you get the fuck from me, from me Bitch can
Yung Keeta - Let it go (Too crazy, I'm too crazy) (Too crazy, I'm too crazy) {Chorus: Keeta} I just tell 'em let it go, they let it go (Get 'em gone yeah, huh), Woah
Yung Keeta - Rip (Lockhart shit bitch) {Chorus: Keeta} You needa play with your bitch Play with me 'cause you stuck up in the mud now you in a ditch I can't talk to a
Yung Keeta
Yung Keeta (Or just Keeta) is a Rapper and Producer from Kentucky, popularly known for his songs, Ion Wanna Talk and one time.