Los Vegas - Pound Keys lyrics

Hook 2x I'm doing numbers pockets pushing pound keys, I'm doing numbers pockets pushing pound keys, I'm doing numbers pockets pushing pound keys F-U there's only G's round me Verse 1 Call me Lvitto soon to be the king bro Step up in the place all the hoes get Cee-lo Feeling like Fred Flint stoned blowing Dino Stacking chips my team cover numbers bingo Got to stay fly swag so aerial Easy when I land while they crash like the Bandicoot So sick no antidote You cuff her while I hold the key to her venereal Plus I hold the keys to the Beemer Whether lyrics or the liquor I got bars FEMA I'm pushing pound keys like a damn receptionist They can't pay attention cause they got a money deficit It's Fambizz they love to hate us Because they throw us money they throw you boys' tomatoes Soon as I see your mistress she gets on both knees Then s** it all collect my balls toll free Hook Verse 2 I got them hot lines they come nowhere near it I need that hotline paper eleven digits She French kiss the stick then its ovwa The chopper makes a n***a freeze like Nardwaur b**h I'm getting money you don't got to ask Let the green grow I never cut the gra** I'm in my prime ah you just a primate Shottie spark dump your body parts in 9 states Where I'm from the gas rising like the crime rate West end boys they rep that 9 tray Purp and lemon Kush call it that Phil Jackson Chiquita paper all we do is peel Jacksons I'm doing numbers never played the lottery You made yourself broke I owe you no apologies This one's for all my n***as dialing up they wealth Bosses push they own bu*tons so I answer to myself Hook Verse 3 Who you know that can go dumb like this? I can be paralyzed and still run this sh** I ain't got to talk cause I am the sh** Cut my hands off bet I still handle it No birthday but they blow my candle stick I will not flip flop on some sandal sh** I'm from NC b**h if you not from here, Stop! Coming out ya mouth with ya Blah Blah Blah Who you know that can go dumb like this? I can be paralyzed and still run this sh** I ain't got to talk cause I am the sh** Cut my hands off bet I still handle it No birthday but they blow my candle stick I will not flip flop on some sandal sh** I'm from NC b**h if you not from here, Stop! Coming out ya mouth with ya Blah Blah Blah Hook