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Key Lime OG Prod. By WhoisMike

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LYRICS

I just went to Benihana and Im smoking sheets and funnel
You wanna be who wanna be
Im only bout the commas
See me in the street on any day
Im really bout’ that drama
And you know I keep that heat on me ain’t talking bout the summer

Hook:
Smoking Key lime OG
and this car got two seats
When I hop out it dank
You can smell it on me
Handle that shit myself
I ain’t gon call police
Keep that bitch on a leash
Or keep that bitch from round from me

Yeah, Yeah

Walking with an attitude like whats the problem
Ion hang with DMX Im with some ruff ridas
Gas got me high as shit but no I ain’t the pilot
Im the whole meal you hanging with a whole biter
I was hustling when these niggas was wearing spyder
And I’m serving like I’m working in a fucking diner
Bitch I been the flame I just need a lighter
Im a doer all these bitches lookin’ like some mighters
With the touch I got the Mightest
Drinking ace of spades you drinking apple cider
When I see that hoe Ima fucking fight her
Mike Tyson ima fucking bite her
(Shit)
Where my lighter
I know that I be the best I dont need no title
Walk up in the ring who my fucking rival
Nigga fuck dat go grab the rifle
Spray that champagne my niggas get to widlin’
Got your bitch mad she saying we childish
Im just tryna flex on anyone who doubt it
Yo jewelry look fake boy Its lookin’ real cloudy
Im fresh to death my outfit bout to have a bounty
Walk up in the club they don’t pat down me
I’m Getting money while these bitches landing
been working all week my bank account astounding

Hook: (x2)
Smoking Key lime OG
and this car got two seats
When I hop out it dank
You can smell it on me
Handle that shit myself
I ain’t gon call police
Keep that bitch on a leash
Or keep that bitch from round from me