Lyrics KESHORE – Indo

Indo Lyrics – KESHORE

Singer: KESHORE
Title: Indo

(I hate you, bigchase)
[?] ’bout that b#llsh#t
Yeah
Smokin’ on that indo, flyin’ presidential

New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin’ up the numbers, pourin’ out the decimals
Keep the poles like I’m on Vogue

I got the rocks like I’m the code
I’ll teach these n#gg#s how to cook
You catch a lesson at the stove
You not the only one I drove

She got a Lambo and a Porsche
I’ve been thinking ’bout suicide
I’m talking ’bout the doors
Follow paths like it’s a chore

Spend that bread, I’ma need some more
Think about diamonds, think about wh#res
Been this way, n#gg#, never been norm
King of the cards, I stay on deck

It’s a shame I wanted more
Smokin’ on that indo, flyin’ presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal

Addin’ up the numbers, pourin’ out the decimals
Smokin’ on that indo, flyin’ presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal

Addin’ up the numbers, pourin’ out the decimals
I’ma need that and that, and that one too
Uh, feel like MAC-11 by the way I shoot
I ain’t f#ckin’ with the [?] I bit off the coupe

Feel like Hey Arnold!, n#gg#, I’ve been posted at stu’
I always win, never lose
I know these b#tches gon’ choose
I know your n#gg#s gon’ switch

I know this money gon’ boost
Yeah, I know how it ends
I got the world in my hands
I got a blunt in my mouth

I multitask with the bands
I’m at the [?]
Smokey Bear, take a nap
I’m out in Switzerland tryna hit the pub with the chaps

Please don’t dap me up, uh, boy head like a hockey puck
You can your homie checked, I’ma put my Gucci on
Smokin’ like it’s melotone
Black eyed peas, I’m [?]

Ringtone [?] megaphone
b#tch, you came with a metronome
A hundred on the dash, another hundred in the air up
On the plane like it’s Titanic, I’ma really have to let ’em go

You know me, I ain’t never f#ck with no lil’ b#tch
She gon’ suck a n#gg# dick, I’ve been driving in my whip
This a two-seater (Yeah), driving in my Beamer
Wedding ring, I’m countin’ bands, I’m countin’ knots

I’m makin’ plans, come be a man, man, f#ck the feds
f#ck this sh#t, I want you dead, you fake b#tch
You lied to me (Yeah), can’t ride with me, got robbery (What’s up?)
You want the beam? Bang, gang (f#ck ’em)

Smokin’ on that indo, flyin’ presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin’ up the numbers, pourin’ out the decimals

Smokin’ on that indo, flyin’ presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin’ up the numbers, pourin’ out the decimals
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