Keisha Lyrics

I'm chasin' this money, she tell me I'm boring

But she fuck with me cause she boring too

If you ever see me in a foreign whip

Just know that she ridin' foreign too

1400 on some Prada boots, had to tell her, baby girl, I'm proud of you

Green Bottega bag, I stuff it with blues, Might give her a band or two

That's my lil bad bitch, her name Keisha

Light skin, pretty face, I'm in love with her features

She a lil' freak up in the sheet, I swear that bitch my favorite eater

Talkin' bout she a city girl, she want her nigga who swipe them visas

You gotta spend a bag or two, because I swear it ain't cheaper to keep her

It's been a minute since I seen her I'm not gon' lie, a nigga been fiending

Two white cups and I got that drink I mix the wock, shit got me leaning

She text my phone like, where you at? I wanna link, I'm tryna see you

I text back like, slide to my crib so we can kick it for the evening

She like say less, just give her a sec and in a minute, she gon' pull up

I'm like, cool, then I proceed to roll my weed and pour this deuce up

4nem slidin', so I tell her, ask your best friend, can she pull up

She a bad bitch too, two-man mission, know my mans gon' pull her

Now they pull up, we all vibin', chillin', higher than the ceiling

Me and lil' Keisha slid to my room so we can go handle some business

This bitch on demon time, push me on the bed, then we start kissin

When she in that mood, I swear to God, it ain't no better feelin

I thought pussy, money, weed was all I needed in my life of sin

Add two more things to the list, I need codeine and need my girlfriend

Me and her like Bonnie and Clyde, we gon' ride till the world end

I swear that weed a perfect mix, if she the juice, then I'm the gin

I'm chasin' this money, she tell me I'm boring

But she fuck with me cause she boring too

If you ever see me in a foreign whip

Just know that she ridin' foreign too

1400 on some Prada boots, had to tell her, baby girl, I'm proud of you

Green Bottega bag, I stuff it with blues, Might give her a band or two

That's my lil bad bitch, her name Keisha

Light skin, pretty face, I'm in love with her features

She a lil' freak up in the sheet, I swear that bitch my favorite eater

Talkin' bout she a city girl, she want her nigga who swipe them visas

You gotta spend a bag or two, because I swear it ain't cheaper to keep her