Tommy Ice - No Keys lyrics
[Tommy Ice - No Keys lyrics]
Oh it's Nikilja (yeah, yeah)
No new friends to trust ‘cause
It’s a cold world
I still think sometimes about my old girl
But my new shawty bad make my toes curl
(yeah)
Yeah, my new shawty bad make my toes curl
Please don’t freak on me I start my
New car no keys you gave me
Stress I didn’t need in the first place
Should’ve known that you’d do me
In the worst way
Please don’t freak on me I start my
New car no keys you gave me
Stress I didn’t need in the first place
Should’ve known that you’d do me
In thе worst way
I’m the type to fall in
Love on thе first date
Shawty treat me like everyday’s my birthday
I stay down ‘til the check comes
I don’t stress ‘bout an ex, to the next one
(Next one)
They won’t talk ‘bout that boy in a bad way
(Bad way) ‘Member when my homie died
That shit was a sad day
Sike, all my homies out of penn
Or better place (Better place)
Aye, I don’t wanna cry about his choices
Popped too many xannies
Don’t know where my ice my is
One thing that I know is where
The fuck my pipe is
In my glovebox (yeah) , yeah I love thots
Skinny bitches with a septum what my type is
Aye, risky text but I typed it
Shootin’ shots yeah, maybe I just might hit
Yeah might hit, fuckin’ with a white bitch
In a black Benz credit's I'ma swipe it
Please don’t freak on me I start my
New car no keys you gave me
Stress I didn’t need in the first place
Should’ve known that you’d do me
In the worst way
Please don’t freak on me when you find out
I’m really not shit baby I know
Gettin’ better for you workin’ on myself
Secrets weighin’ on me
Lot of shit that I held
Deep in my mind, in my mind, yeah
Lot of shit up on my mind, yeah, yeah
No new friends to trust ‘cause
It’s a cold world
I still think sometimes about my old girl
But my new shawty bad make my toes curl
(yeah)
Yeah, my new shawty bad make my toes curl
Please don’t freak on me I start my
New car no keys you gave me
Stress I didn’t need in the first place
Should’ve known that you’d do me
In the worst way
Please don’t freak on me I start my
New car no keys you gave me
Stress I didn’t need in the first place
Should’ve known that you’d do me
In thе worst way
I’m the type to fall in
Love on thе first date
Shawty treat me like everyday’s my birthday
I stay down ‘til the check comes
I don’t stress ‘bout an ex, to the next one
(Next one)
They won’t talk ‘bout that boy in a bad way
(Bad way) ‘Member when my homie died
That shit was a sad day
Sike, all my homies out of penn
Or better place (Better place)
Aye, I don’t wanna cry about his choices
Popped too many xannies
Don’t know where my ice my is
One thing that I know is where
The fuck my pipe is
In my glovebox (yeah) , yeah I love thots
Skinny bitches with a septum what my type is
Aye, risky text but I typed it
Shootin’ shots yeah, maybe I just might hit
Yeah might hit, fuckin’ with a white bitch
In a black Benz credit's I'ma swipe it
Please don’t freak on me I start my
New car no keys you gave me
Stress I didn’t need in the first place
Should’ve known that you’d do me
In the worst way
Please don’t freak on me when you find out
I’m really not shit baby I know
Gettin’ better for you workin’ on myself
Secrets weighin’ on me
Lot of shit that I held
Deep in my mind, in my mind, yeah
Lot of shit up on my mind, yeah, yeah