Keep It 100
(专辑: Faded In The Booth - 2019)
Y'all fuck niggas gon' die as a
fuck nigga Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one You gon' live to be a
fuck nigga, you a
fuck nigga Get you popped, and I
swear to God, put that on my kids Don't tell no lies to my God, but I
lie to "your honor" I
gotta keep it street, fuck them niggas, that's one hunnid They ain't keep it street so them niggas not one hunnid You's a
bitch, you's a
snitch, oh, you switched, homie, bitch, homie Damn, I
get that money, I'm a
rich homie, no Rich Homie And I
keep that stick, 30 round and that Glick on me Smoking on designer, and your bitch, she on my dick, homie I
shoot that motherfucker 'til I
can't squeeze, and I
got .223s Shooting that motherfucker 'til I
can't breathe And I
can't get no sleep I'ma squeeze 'til you can't see Stick just hit off, I
just took off And I
just kept shooting at your soul, nigga, fuck ya I
got your bitch in my spot, and she sucking my dick And I
hit her from the
back, no rubber I'ma feed that baby, bitch nigga, and it's a
bastard The
bitch done fell in love with a
robber Street nigga, yeah, I'm a
trapper Get money, yeah, 'cause I'm a
rapper Bitch, I'm not Flasha And I'm flashing 'cause I
got diamonds I'm shining, bling bling, as you can see And you all on my nuts, bitch, you can't breathe, let me breathe Bad back, you squeeze Go and sell these penguins, nothing but keys Kick her off my back, I'm like a
dog, but I
hate fleas I'ma get money, for real, dog, count up that blue cheese Thinking bout robbing niggas, that's it, dog Get that boys [?] I
hit licks, nigga, on me You cannot rob no robber, nigga, you kidding me? (Pussy nigga) How the
fuck you niggas envy me? How the
fuck you niggas acting like you niggas wanna get rid of me? Thought we were all in, thought we were all friends 'Til that money came in Get you popped, and I
swear to God, put that on my kids Don't tell no lies to my God, but I
lie to "your honor" I
gotta keep it street, fuck them niggas, that's one hunnid They ain't keep it street so them niggas not one hunnid You's a
bitch, you's a
snitch, oh, you switched, homie, bitch, homie Damn, I
get that money, I'm a
rich homie, no Rich Homie And I
keep that stick, 30 round and that Glick on me Smoking on designer, and your bitch, she on my dick, homie Setting up shop, taking over your block, and we smoking shit Call the
cops, but this shit won't stop, we be rolling shit Damn, I'm kicking shit, and I'm still in the
Six, nigga Say you want me dead, nigga, you ain't did shit, nigga Kicking up my feet, let them folk know who run this shit, nigga And I
be in that EA, East Atlanta, that's my shit, nigga ATW watching me, they say I
got all these sticks, nigga I'll get a
nigga spinned, nigga, homicide shit, nigga Throwing it up, gang ties, say they on my ass 4L got the
pyramid, whole block on smash Get them grass, nigga talk too much, shoot that boy too fast I'm so gangster, I'm an alley boy, catch 'em being bad Get you popped, and I
swear to God, put that on my kids Don't tell no lies to my God, but I
lie to "your honor" I
gotta keep it street, fuck them niggas, that's one hunnid They ain't keep it street so them niggas not one hunnid You's a
bitch, you's a
snitch, oh, you switched, homie, bitch, homie Damn, I
get that money, I'm a
rich homie, no Rich Homie And I
keep that stick, 30 round and that Glick on me Smoking on designer, and your bitch, she on my dick, homie Ha Nigga