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Klebb - Bet Lyrics



Klebb - Bet Lyrics




Soon as my moneys up

Bitches gon come around
Tryna hold me down
Shawties
Not right now

I made vows
To go gold

I got miles still to go
I cant take none of this slow

I'm in downtown
With some blow
Going in on dosidos

Roaming coast 2 coast
I get paid by the post

I ain't got time to post

I'm in the trap
With dope

Cuz I'm dope
I spit fire

Then they choke
F*ck my haters
I ain't broke

You broke ass niggas taking notes

Gotta watch my movements
I know Bitches choosing
Gotta use emm

I don't do no new friends

F*ck eemmmm
And i lose emmm
This money overdo them

Their chances too slim

It's tough when there's a spin
I flip trim

Flipping packs again

On my celly
Pockets getting heavy

Got my cut like a deli

Ain't shit
They could tell me
I'm on my own
Like a selfie

They would tell me
They feel me
They ain't tell me

They hate the real me
They was scared silly

Plotting
Tryna kill me

Nigga
Well
I'm still me

Still in the C
Still mobbin on E!

Ain't tripping OFF YB
Bitches tripping off of me
I tell emm hoes do not bother
Don't bother me

Bout them dollaz
Bout them checks

Bad ass bitches
Gimme-neck

Take my bitch
That's petty theft

I take yo bitch and intercept
Shes a pet

I'm ready
Bet

Get ready set!
Shes Already wet

Yeah

Money coming and they seeing
I'm retrieving

Fake friends
Changing like the seasons

For no reason

My nigga
I'm
Talking treason

Demons plotting while I'm eating
I be peeping

When they creeping

Eyes open
I'm Not sleeping

Told my mama we leaving
I stay working in my meetings

Checks arriving
Klebb achieving
Getting even overheating

Flo extinct
If I'm breathing on it

I cop pounds and then i pawn it

Yeah my clique is on it
Dropping songs super sonic

The fans want it

And the Girls do too
I ain't losing boo hoo

I made it past 22
For myself

I came through

Brazil niggaz too smooth
Dodging the boys in blue

Gotta rep for the crew

Gang
In this bitch

Motherf*cker who you?

Yeah i slang me a bit
Gotta squash my feuds

I apologize if The drip
Dripping on you

My bag large, got a pound
Maybe 2

Watchu got on you
I'm cool

I DONT OWE NO DUDE
THEY OWE ME times 2
Times 2
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English

Soon as my moneys up

Bitches gon come around
Tryna hold me down
Shawties
Not right now

I made vows
To go gold

I got miles still to go
I cant take none of this slow

I'm in downtown
With some blow
Going in on dosidos

Roaming coast 2 coast
I get paid by the post

I ain't got time to post

I'm in the trap
With dope

Cuz I'm dope
I spit fire

Then they choke
F*ck my haters
I ain't broke

You broke ass niggas taking notes

Gotta watch my movements
I know Bitches choosing
Gotta use emm

I don't do no new friends

F*ck eemmmm
And i lose emmm
This money overdo them

Their chances too slim

It's tough when there's a spin
I flip trim

Flipping packs again

On my celly
Pockets getting heavy

Got my cut like a deli

Ain't shit
They could tell me
I'm on my own
Like a selfie

They would tell me
They feel me
They ain't tell me

They hate the real me
They was scared silly

Plotting
Tryna kill me

Nigga
Well
I'm still me

Still in the C
Still mobbin on E!

Ain't tripping OFF YB
Bitches tripping off of me
I tell emm hoes do not bother
Don't bother me

Bout them dollaz
Bout them checks

Bad ass bitches
Gimme-neck

Take my bitch
That's petty theft

I take yo bitch and intercept
Shes a pet

I'm ready
Bet

Get ready set!
Shes Already wet

Yeah

Money coming and they seeing
I'm retrieving

Fake friends
Changing like the seasons

For no reason

My nigga
I'm
Talking treason

Demons plotting while I'm eating
I be peeping

When they creeping

Eyes open
I'm Not sleeping

Told my mama we leaving
I stay working in my meetings

Checks arriving
Klebb achieving
Getting even overheating

Flo extinct
If I'm breathing on it

I cop pounds and then i pawn it

Yeah my clique is on it
Dropping songs super sonic

The fans want it

And the Girls do too
I ain't losing boo hoo

I made it past 22
For myself

I came through

Brazil niggaz too smooth
Dodging the boys in blue

Gotta rep for the crew

Gang
In this bitch

Motherf*cker who you?

Yeah i slang me a bit
Gotta squash my feuds

I apologize if The drip
Dripping on you

My bag large, got a pound
Maybe 2

Watchu got on you
I'm cool

I DONT OWE NO DUDE
THEY OWE ME times 2
Times 2
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Writer: Klebber Machado
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Performed By: Klebb
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Klebber Machado
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