Young Keno - The Warm Up lyrics

rate me

Let the attack begin

I’m reloaded, ok?

Come on in here motherfuckers!

Come on, I’m waiting for ya

Why you ain’t coming in?

Okay, I’m coming up

I proceed to that patiently, critics been awaiting me

Lame niggas hate to see me kill, I’m so blakenly

All these niggas fake to me, I’m shaping up a legacy

Spit lava suck boy, all you niggas fake to me

Yeah I got that paint, I’m stacking up my currency

Money on the floor like blood splash at a murder scene

I’m getting coffee bean money and I got them star bucks

Pockets all swoll up and I ain’t do a pull up

But I pull up in that bm, w, a limo team

Smoking on that bomb, bout my green like the president

Flow is heaven sent, I’m something y’all never be

I’m an a1, never be, 2 or 3, bse

But I keep it g, cute like a poster boy

Swagging for these bitches but I’m driving with the toaster boy

Don’t drive me local boy, I’m gully like wu tang

These niggas bitch maine, hand me a napkins for these putains

Been in the game nigga, who the fuck is you

I ran through it like a ratchet before you nigga scame through

How you call yourself an emcee, and you ain’t even speaking right

Hook’s all good, but your bars ain’t even match you right

You boys yelling swag, the swag ain’t even looking right

I be cooking style up, and niggas can’t wait to bite

Buck turnt the beat on, and I just had to break the ice

Pride boy murkin so I just had to kill the mike

I’m all trill no height

300 nigga real life

Popping big prototype

I’m talking bout my current life, give me 5 mikes

Cause I’m about to lose it

Tell yay I’m going ham, now that’s to good music

Tell jay I got the blueprint, wash some work a few maybach

Ti I’m on my hustle, and I get that shit asap

This the high life, niggas waiting on the playback

Pop the ally yup, so I had to mj that.