"Mhm" lyrics
(Frr-frr, c'mon, frr-frr, frr, c'mon, go, c'mon)
(You aren't even a cold breeze for my man Taz)
Everybody wanna get in the mix of this gang shit, none of this made for kids
Follow her back, and that's all that it takes for a bitch to eat dick while I hold the whip
[?] on shit really, he ain't gon get that slimin' with us, I did
[?] till a condom come back, I'ma roster this, God forbid
We made a mess, free drakes, it got me stressed don't take that bid
Me and lil bro, we just sitting in the stu talking about everything that we both gon' bid
These diamonds around my neck, just half of this bitch on my hand
Me and lil twin was scratching track-hawks, coming to [?] we riding them in
Uh, I take count for the shit be doing outside, I pray I don't check
Saying free waste and them hollow, and Nono, can't forget bout' fat
This shit is nothing I usually rob for money, but I make someone dress
They saw me and they can't blame Keem for nothing, cause that shit would have me upset
The [?] kept up and the M's is coming, won't sign for no petty check
Cleanup crew, for real, first shift for nothing
We come through and leave niggas wet
I never had said I regret the lil choices I made, cause I learn from that
3 or 4 deep in the back of the scat, it's a jeep but them killers behind the mac
I guess I be doing a lot
Bigger right I be shooting a lot
Niggas dying cause they talking too much
Back to back, ain't [?]
Who you think put the shooter on the block?
Real street nigga, give me my props
Matter fact they can keep everything, I ain't crying about shit, I get busy a lot
First of all, I was never [?] do what he say when he said I got smart from my pops
And my momma had made me get tough back to back, after school I got whoopings a lot
Niggas leave everyday, and too many be fake
I don't think I should lower the Glock
(You aren't even a cold breeze for my man Taz)
Everybody wanna get in the mix of this gang shit, none of this made for kids
Follow her back, and that's all that it takes for a bitch to eat dick while I hold the whip
[?] on shit really, he ain't gon get that slimin' with us, I did
[?] till a condom come back, I'ma roster this, God forbid
We made a mess, free drakes, it got me stressed don't take that bid
Me and lil bro, we just sitting in the stu talking about everything that we both gon' bid
These diamonds around my neck, just half of this bitch on my hand
Me and lil twin was scratching track-hawks, coming to [?] we riding them in
Uh, I take count for the shit be doing outside, I pray I don't check
Saying free waste and them hollow, and Nono, can't forget bout' fat
This shit is nothing I usually rob for money, but I make someone dress
They saw me and they can't blame Keem for nothing, cause that shit would have me upset
The [?] kept up and the M's is coming, won't sign for no petty check
Cleanup crew, for real, first shift for nothing
We come through and leave niggas wet
I never had said I regret the lil choices I made, cause I learn from that
3 or 4 deep in the back of the scat, it's a jeep but them killers behind the mac
I guess I be doing a lot
Bigger right I be shooting a lot
Niggas dying cause they talking too much
Back to back, ain't [?]
Who you think put the shooter on the block?
Real street nigga, give me my props
Matter fact they can keep everything, I ain't crying about shit, I get busy a lot
First of all, I was never [?] do what he say when he said I got smart from my pops
And my momma had made me get tough back to back, after school I got whoopings a lot
Niggas leave everyday, and too many be fake
I don't think I should lower the Glock
