Keeper 2.5 lyrics
by Rich The Kid
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I pull up in that Astin Martin, I just f*cked your b*tch
And if she calling [?] you can have your b*tch
You can have your b*tch
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need her
She a freak, but you thinking she a keeper
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need her
She a ho, but you thinking she a keeper
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Pull up in that Astin Martin, with 25 bricks
Backseat, counting up a check, I got your b*tch
Pull up to the club with her, you can have her back
She a Black Amigo girl, now you know she 'bout a sack
Count up, count up bands, I saran rap my raps
I don't need you, ho, if you ain't tryna juug a check
Put that b*tch out the Astin Martin for talking back
And gave her 5 bands, and told her never call me back
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I pull up in that Astin Martin, I just f*cked your b*tch
And if she calling [?] you can have your b*tch
You can have your b*tch
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need hеr
She a freak, but you thinking she a keepеr
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need her
She a ho, but you thinking she a keeper
[Verse 2 ?]
I don't really want her, but I f*ck her like I need her
Bad lil b*tch from the hood named [?]
She come through on a late night, and she a eater
I finessed her out her cash, she said she wanna meet the family
Skrt skrt gone
Don't be calling my phone
I hopped off in that Ghost, and I told that ho to get ghost
I'm a rich n*gga, a brick flipper
Came up on six figures
Throwing the racks, we getting them back, I'm plug, n*gga, finessing the [?]
f*cking your b*tch, then giving her back
I leave her, no, I don't need her
Got [?] and [?]
Still ride around with that Nina
In the Astin Martin, two seater
I just f*cked your b*tch
That banana clip on that drum,, n*gga
Have you talking to [?]
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I pull up in that Astin Martin, I just f*cked your b*tch
And if she calling [?] you can have your b*tch
You can have your b*tch
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need her
She a freak, but you thinking she a keeper
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need her
She a ho, but you thinking she a keeper
[Verse 3 ?]
Baby girl, cut the crap, I know you f*cking
Stuck in her old ways, and she won't change for nothing
You can't trust no ho, cool with all the ballers
You can't cuff no ho, f*cking with your partners
Ain't no question, hit the message
These hoes wreckless
You just [?] over, [?] smoke session
And in V.I.P., she f*cking the whole section
That what hoes do
These hoes wreckless
Thought I hold you
I mean I told you
That b*tch not a keeper, she keep her a n*gga on the low that she go to
They say money bring fake love, [?] she gotta go too
She see her at the top, she see me at the top
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I pull up in that Astin Martin, I just f*cked your b*tch
And if she calling [?] you can have your b*tch
You can have your b*tch
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need her
She a freak, but you thinking she a keeper
I don't want her, I don't love her
I don't need her
She a ho, but you thinking she a keeper