Keke Palmer by Illuminate999 Lyrics

Chrous
I just cop a new designer
Shoot you, you fall in a coma
Test me, don't gotta diploma
Wanna pull up in a benta
Young nigga wan Keke Palmer

Verse 1 - Tex Armstrong
Designers is all on my shirt
I put my hand up her skirt
I just wan make her squirt
They'on like how i tumb to the bands
Watch how i'm doin my dance
Diamonds on me and they dancin
Bad bitches just glance
Said he gon come wit a goon, they'on even stand chance
Ak posed up wit a uzi, hammer tucked in my pants
Keke Palmer on the gram, i just slide in her the DM
I just wan fuck up a checc
100s and 50s on the floor
Alotta money in my pocket
Young nigga wantin more
Shawty gotta tight jeans, i could see the cameltoe
Niggas ask me where i been, i been gettin to the dough
I call my plug, he got the hook up
I told my bitch i wanna break up
I fell in love with Keke Palmer
Chrous

Verse 2 - ZayTheBandit
Yung nigga want Keke Keke
My niggas they ridin round geeky
Pull up up in drop wit yung Keke Keke
Gotta lil bih and she gimmie dat leeky

All head shots nigga dont miss
I ain't rappin nigga just talkin shit
Red robe when i pimp on yo bih
Red robe when i pimp on yo bih

Hollup wait
We was
Juggin flexin finessin
Toastin mobin coastin
Coastin

Bitches run to it we flex, aye
They just want money no flex, yee
They just want Bandit nd Tex
They just want Bandit nd Tex, oouu

I was juggin for the motion motion
Sipping lean, know pink is potion
The chain is wet no from the market
Bih broke and she shop at Target
My hoes don't run thier fucking mouth
Nigga Tex gon' stomp it out
Niggas send dem fucking diss tracks
No check then ion diss back
Chrous