Keyette

(Thanks, Yakree)

(S.F.L.A.N.G)

I'm happy I ain't gotta go back to my old life, we was just strugglin' to eat

Remember my nose just runnin' and we had no tissues, so I had to blow in the receipt

Damn, I love the lil' ho, but she don't love me, she love where I eventually be

But when I get where I eventually be, the ho probably won't even be around me

Young rich nigga, gotta put food on the table, but still gotta stay out the beef

Bryson Tiller, he expand his stock it seemed, my acapella increased

Fashion figure, he wanna dress like Key, but these Chrome Heart jeans ain't cheap

Classy dinners, it's only made for a queen, baby, have fun, eat what you eat

Uh, Key, it's Key

Baby, you get what you want, just live like a Queen

Huh, baby, pick out what you want, you'll get it, you're fuckin' with Key

As long as you fuckin' with Key

I gave this bitch my heart, and still got stabbed in the back, couldn't give me no slack

Passin' the ball, won't catch TKey doin' that, I'ma shoot 'til it's wraps

Beat up her walls, after I nut got tired, so I'm hittin' the sack

Play pussy, get fucked, your shit'll get bucked

You move like a scrimp, I ain't goin' for that

I'm happy I ain't gotta go back to my old life, we was just strugglin' to eat

Remember my nose just runnin' and we had no tissues, so I had to blow in the receipt

Damn, I love the lil' ho, but she don't love me, she love where I eventually be

But when I get where I eventually be, the ho probably won't even be around me

Young rich nigga, gotta put food on the table, but still gotta stay out the beef

Bryson Tiller, he expand his stock it seemed, my acapella increased

Fashion figure, he wanna dress like Key, but these Chrome Heart jeans ain't cheap

Classy dinners, it's only made for a queen, baby, have fun, eat what you eat