"2 Keezy" lyrics
Casper TNG, Spadez & Streameum Lyrics
(feat. DTBeats)
(DT Beats)
Uh, ah
Too keezy
I'm too keezy
Baby boy said, "I wanna keezy"
Baby boy said— mm-mm
Keezy
Uh, uh-uh-uh
Fuck my opps, uh
Fuck my opps, fuck the cops
Glizzy on cotch, put 'em in boxes
Sippin' this lean, and I'm feelin' too nauseous
Talkin' 'bout bodness, you don't got notches
Who this I wore? I ain't talkin' 'bout closet
Fly, gate, rocket
Lil' washed up Fefe Dobson
All of my diamonds, they flawless
She gon' suck dick, gon' slop it
She a free agent, stop tryna save it
He got shot, too late, can't save him
He ain't gonna make it, put him in the grave
I'm in the trap and we whippin' like slaves
Hit a nigga up and he leak on the pavement
Try and catch up, take your money and save it
I'ma need cheese, one hundred, no gratin'
Uh (Woo), we too keezy
Bust it open, girl, you too keezy
She don't trust me 'cause I'm too sleazy
I ain't tryna share, I'm too greedy
Got a fifth on me, come see me
Stuck in the trap wit' a breezy
I want all the money, I'm greedy
VVS got me so icy
VVS got me so icy
Switchy at the back
Switchy at the back, he got a head tap
Too many opp niggas, too many lack
So many dead niggas, so many packs
Not wit' discussions, I tell 'em, "Get back"
I'm in the trap, and I'm countin' these racks
I was really down bad, had to get off my ass
Tryna catch a opp nigga like eeny, miny, moo
I seen hard times, but you will never know
Breakin' it down, sellin' packs for the low
Dead opps really got my eyes so low
Tryna kid around, this shit is not a joke
Slide through the Lane, turn a nigga to a joke
Opps so bitch, put 'em in a chokehold
Real boss nigga, I ain't doin' no Vogue
Boogie hit him up, hit a nigga like woah
Boogie hit him up, hit a nigga like woah
Bust it open, girl, you too keezy
She don't trust me 'cause I'm too sleazy
I ain't tryna share, I'm too greedy
Got a fifth on me, come see me
Stuck in the trap wit' a breezy
I want all the money, I'm greedy
VVS got me so icy
VVS got me so icy
Uh, ah
Too keezy
I'm too keezy
Baby boy said, "I wanna keezy"
Baby boy said— mm-mm
Keezy
Uh, uh-uh-uh
Fuck my opps, uh
Fuck my opps, fuck the cops
Glizzy on cotch, put 'em in boxes
Sippin' this lean, and I'm feelin' too nauseous
Talkin' 'bout bodness, you don't got notches
Who this I wore? I ain't talkin' 'bout closet
Fly, gate, rocket
Lil' washed up Fefe Dobson
All of my diamonds, they flawless
She gon' suck dick, gon' slop it
She a free agent, stop tryna save it
He got shot, too late, can't save him
He ain't gonna make it, put him in the grave
I'm in the trap and we whippin' like slaves
Hit a nigga up and he leak on the pavement
Try and catch up, take your money and save it
I'ma need cheese, one hundred, no gratin'
Uh (Woo), we too keezy
Bust it open, girl, you too keezy
She don't trust me 'cause I'm too sleazy
I ain't tryna share, I'm too greedy
Got a fifth on me, come see me
Stuck in the trap wit' a breezy
I want all the money, I'm greedy
VVS got me so icy
VVS got me so icy
Switchy at the back
Switchy at the back, he got a head tap
Too many opp niggas, too many lack
So many dead niggas, so many packs
Not wit' discussions, I tell 'em, "Get back"
I'm in the trap, and I'm countin' these racks
I was really down bad, had to get off my ass
Tryna catch a opp nigga like eeny, miny, moo
I seen hard times, but you will never know
Breakin' it down, sellin' packs for the low
Dead opps really got my eyes so low
Tryna kid around, this shit is not a joke
Slide through the Lane, turn a nigga to a joke
Opps so bitch, put 'em in a chokehold
Real boss nigga, I ain't doin' no Vogue
Boogie hit him up, hit a nigga like woah
Boogie hit him up, hit a nigga like woah
Bust it open, girl, you too keezy
She don't trust me 'cause I'm too sleazy
I ain't tryna share, I'm too greedy
Got a fifth on me, come see me
Stuck in the trap wit' a breezy
I want all the money, I'm greedy
VVS got me so icy
VVS got me so icy
