Isaiah Rashad, Key! - Vomit lyrics

[Isaiah Rashad, Key! - Vomit lyrics]

Baby be cool, no drama, don’t trip
Straight to the face, all my hunnids
That’s sick
Plug let me spark till I vomit that’s sick
Till I vomit that’s-
Baby got a baby, & I got a couple jokes
Pull up to my mama cause she
Call me when I smoke
Pull up to my nani cause she
Call me when I smoke
Pull up to my sister cause she
Call me when I smoke

Reign to myself, what does Zay wanna do?
Grab a couple cups on the base I'm a fool
PG hit me up, what does Zay wanna do?
Take a couple zips to the face, I'm a fool
Carbon cost of Bentley
That’s how Robert wanna live
And I got it covered
Then put satin on a bitch
And I got a rubbеr
Don’t go platinum on a bitch
And I'm back to counting
Don’t go backwards on a bitch
Yeah, yeah, this for all my niggas
Who beliеved I would shine
Above all my jewelry
They tuned in, channel 9
This like All My Children
Ain’t no cape for these hoes
I brought all my villains
Yeah, yeah, and my baby sisters
And Ms p got a Glock
And she brought it wit her
We link up get a check
I’m in all my feelings
I’m with the flee, I’m with the fly
I was just all way wit it, yeah
Baby be cool, no drama, don’t trip
Straight to the face, all my hunnids
That’s sick
Plug let me spark till I vomit that’s sick
Till I vomit that’s-
Baby got a baby, & I got a couple jokes
Pull up to my mama cause she
Call me when I smoke
Pull up to my nani cause she
Call me when I smoke
Pull up to my sister cause she
Call me when I smoke

When it’s holidays I bought
My bitch a bikini, uh
Over the fence Mr feeny, ay, uh
I don’t know what he be saying
But he’s so dreamy, entertaining
Bitch you basic, bitch I’m this tall
Cristal, pissed off crush a hour, Chris Paul
Black and she white, interrace
Free Tay-K, hope they end the race
Big shoes on like I'm Mac Dre
Ay, my name Bennet, I ain’t in it
Ay, it ain’t a scam, do you have a minute?
Ay, these Prada, these designer
And I fuck with Flacko, ain’t nobody got em
Ay, head bitch, Hillary brought her
My nigga ain’t got no baby
But keep a baby bottle
Baby be cool, no drama, don’t trip
Straight to the face, all my hunnids
That’s sick
Plug let me spark till I vomit that’s sick
Till I vomit that’s-
Baby got a baby, & I got a couple jokes
Pull up to my mama cause she
Call me when I smoke
Pull up to my nani cause she
Call me when I smoke
Pull up to my sister cause she
Call me when I smoke

Baby be cool, no drama, don’t trip
Straight to the face, all my hunnids
That’s sick
Plug let me spark till I vomit that’s sick

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