Keefer Pack (feat. Zavi, Lil Dirt, Big Sleezy & Billy J)

Ayy fuck that boy HA Keefer bro he a bitch!
Yeah fuck bitch keefer on god
This track is special for you
Man fuck that HA keefer, he ain't even deserve it bruh
Lets run it back

Yeah keefer you bitch I don't snitch
I was rolling on your block and I was doing it quick
Got the .40 on my lap and I was up in yo bitch
Me and your moms she was calling me up I was doing it quick
Yeah, me and mello making tracks
We was making bands off your little stupid ass

Yeah making bands off your stupid ass keefer
You a dumb bitch go take a fucking class
Smack you with this .40, laying on my lap
Yeah your mom on her knees she sucking it fast
Me and Zavi in the back, yeah we doing it quick
Your mom is the middle we was humping that bitch
She was riding on my meat she was sucking that shit
I was cumming so quick!

Yeah, He was doing it fast let mello teach you up he was clapping her ass ay!
We don't speak about it to much its behind the scenes he was up in her guts
Im just playing let me stop, keefer you look like a mop everybody know I cant stop
When I'm all up on the beat everybody know I be flowing like some cream cheese
Yeah, Got the 40 on my hip when I roll up on your block its about to go hip
Look like the fourth of july, everybody know when I do my drive-by's
Yeah, it's a scary bloody scene when your face was on the ground smiling with a tee

Body on the street yellow tape that's a case
Big 4KTrey man you know what I mean
Sliding back on the scene just to make sure keefer dead
Then we popped him 3 times in the head
Cleanup came through its done
Keefer dead on the street his brain running, blood, all over the place
Keefer you a fucking bitch and ill slap you across your face
Yeah, and you got a 2 inch dick I ain't capping
Keefers a bitch he likes to get pegged from the back
Ain't no strings attached me and zavi hitting your mom from the back!

Yo! You spin on the block why you all tryna act like shes not on daddys cock?
Keefer tried to make it a little bit sweeter but you know what I couldn't keep his mom
Off my motherfucking peter, You know I'm in her phone, I call her when I need gon'
Queefer your name is only referenced when I'm in your home, Yeah, uh, uh
You know you call the cops cause I know your fucking opp's
Shes Playing with my balls everytime your mommy calls
Keefer you know your kinda wack
Ain't nobody want your back, Uh, uh, Im big sleezy
I be there whenever moma needs me

Yeah whenever your momma needs me lil dirt
Make your mom hurt top to bottom she was
Ran to the dirt, that's a problem lil dirt
Always make her hurt yeah they don't call me durk
Cause I'm always sliding, The way I pull up on everybody hiding, Run your shit
And fuck your mom till she smiling, pull up in her ima nu,t till she wildin' ima
Rock your shit you ain't packing
Then I shoot you in your shit while I catch you lacking
Talking all that shit ill put you in the dirt
Don't fuck with me cause they call me lil dirt

FUCK THAT BOY SHERIFF KEEFER!
Yeah fuck you sheriff keefer, You an opp!



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Writer(s): Angel Priola
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