Ill Instrumentals - Keke Palmer lyrics

Chrous I just cop a new designer Shoot you, you fall in a coma Test me, don't gotta diploma Wanna pull up in a benta Young n***a wan Keke Palmer Verse 1 - Tex Armstrong Designers is all on my shirt I put my hand up her skirt I just wan make her squirt They'on like how i tumb to the bands Watch how i'm doin my dance Diamonds on me and they dancin Bad b**hes just glance Said he gon come wit a goon, they'on even stand chance Ak posed up wit a uzi, hammer tucked in my pants Keke Palmer on the gram, i just slide in her the DM I just wan f** up a checc 100s and 50s on the floor Alotta money in my pocket Young n***a wantin more Shawty gotta tight jeans, i could see the cameltoe n***as ask me where i been, i been gettin to the dough I call my plug, he got the hook up I told my b**h i wanna break up I fell in love with Keke Palmer Chrous Verse 2 - ZayTheBandit Yung n***a want Keke Keke My n***as they ridin round geeky Pull up up in drop wit yung Keke Keke Gotta lil bih and she gimmie dat leeky All head shots n***a dont miss I ain't rappin n***a just talkn sh** Red robe when i pimp on yo bih Red robe when i pimp on yo bih Hollup wait We was Juggin flexin finessin Toasting mobin coastin Coastin b**hes run to it we flex, aye They just want money no flex, yee They just want Bxndit nd Tex They just want Bxndit nd Tex, whoo I was juggin for the motion motion Sipping lean, know pink is potion My chain is wet no from the market Bih broke and she shop at Target My hoes don't run thier f**ing mouth n***a Tex gon' stomp it out n***as send dem f**ing diss tracks No check then ion diss back Chrous