Driveby by Keyos Lyrics
[Verse 1: Keyos]
14 on the bitch and we be running in the night
Got my shoots real with me and we killing on sight
Just up on my body bitch you know I’ma bout to fight
And your men are fucking pussy cause you ran away in fright
I don't plan and I be looking at these motherfucking hoes
Got a Semmy In the trunk and bitch you know its on road
Dont care bitch we get hit with a shotgun
Buck shot rounds keep friends or yeah we not done
Talking shit here get ya brains splat ay
Yeah you double up, catch you with the fucking spray
That shit don't run around here
Catch you with my flashlight looking like a dear
I see the hoe a dead bitch I don’t shed a tear
She calling me the dough man causе i got the gear
Glock in my pits with my dear hah ou
Bitch your packing hеat got the 4 for 2
And my ways packing bitch you got a handgun
You know I'm staying strapped
And never lacking you be capping cause I be killing on the savage
Killing on the savage
Run up with the Glock bitch you taking mad damage
I run up on the side with a clip
Hit up on yo bitch we be swerving up the whip
Shoot yourself 9 times bitch we outta 10
Riding out the homies shit they rocking with the feds
No way, bitch you playing games so you know I'm taking names
4, 5 shots leave you dead up in the rain
Gon miss with the gang, slide with the thang
Yeah if you dead or alive yeah that shit is all the same
[Verse 2: $EMMY!]
Yeah Semmy got some [?], making paper, making green
I’m dming all the bitches, getting nut all on my screen
I be posting with my shooters, doing laps all round the street
If you tryna fuck with us, then expect a fucking beam
Got a bean in my mouth, gon swallow
Hop up in the foreign, well you know the bitch gon follow
Make a bag hoe, make em waitin till tomorrow
Cause Semmy making statements, and making the haters watch me blow up apollo
I'm on the moon bitch, I’m on my rocks (I’m on my rocks)
Got yo bitch wearing only tube socks (tube socks)
Making bangers, on my shit and all these bitches who watching me
Well they hating all my music, I tell em get the fuck off of me
Bitch I’m popping the tag, [?], popping a percocet
Got the bands in my bag and I mean what said, and my music be worth it [?]
Damn, yeah Semmy making music and bands
Oh Keyos, pulling with uzis make a bitch fucking dance
And I be frothing at the mouth when I see yo girls ass
And when I swipe her with my foreign, let her look at my hands, that’s bars
Only pull up with cars, and I be, ay, bitch, yuh
14 on the bitch and we be running in the night
Got my shoots real with me and we killing on sight
Just up on my body bitch you know I’ma bout to fight
And your men are fucking pussy cause you ran away in fright
I don't plan and I be looking at these motherfucking hoes
Got a Semmy In the trunk and bitch you know its on road
Dont care bitch we get hit with a shotgun
Buck shot rounds keep friends or yeah we not done
Talking shit here get ya brains splat ay
Yeah you double up, catch you with the fucking spray
That shit don't run around here
Catch you with my flashlight looking like a dear
I see the hoe a dead bitch I don’t shed a tear
She calling me the dough man causе i got the gear
Glock in my pits with my dear hah ou
Bitch your packing hеat got the 4 for 2
And my ways packing bitch you got a handgun
You know I'm staying strapped
And never lacking you be capping cause I be killing on the savage
Killing on the savage
Run up with the Glock bitch you taking mad damage
I run up on the side with a clip
Hit up on yo bitch we be swerving up the whip
Shoot yourself 9 times bitch we outta 10
Riding out the homies shit they rocking with the feds
No way, bitch you playing games so you know I'm taking names
4, 5 shots leave you dead up in the rain
Gon miss with the gang, slide with the thang
Yeah if you dead or alive yeah that shit is all the same
[Verse 2: $EMMY!]
Yeah Semmy got some [?], making paper, making green
I’m dming all the bitches, getting nut all on my screen
I be posting with my shooters, doing laps all round the street
If you tryna fuck with us, then expect a fucking beam
Got a bean in my mouth, gon swallow
Hop up in the foreign, well you know the bitch gon follow
Make a bag hoe, make em waitin till tomorrow
Cause Semmy making statements, and making the haters watch me blow up apollo
I'm on the moon bitch, I’m on my rocks (I’m on my rocks)
Got yo bitch wearing only tube socks (tube socks)
Making bangers, on my shit and all these bitches who watching me
Well they hating all my music, I tell em get the fuck off of me
Bitch I’m popping the tag, [?], popping a percocet
Got the bands in my bag and I mean what said, and my music be worth it [?]
Damn, yeah Semmy making music and bands
Oh Keyos, pulling with uzis make a bitch fucking dance
And I be frothing at the mouth when I see yo girls ass
And when I swipe her with my foreign, let her look at my hands, that’s bars
Only pull up with cars, and I be, ay, bitch, yuh