Keep It Real ft. Yung pg Lyrics

Why, you had to come back

I might go and rewind it

I might go restart it

For your hoe, I might go and fuck her

Got a little gen

That's my lil' friend

Got your hoe on the back of the whip

She finna give me head

Yeah, nigga wanna bitch about a bitch

Nigga man up, yeah

Give get out ya feelings

Get some money, get your bread up

It's a lot of bitches in the sea

Why you trippin' about one female

Yeah, makin' a guess like I'm a dope fein

Yeah, hop up in that Jag

I might hop up in that car

Me and bro, I had to pull up with

Twenty-seven and twenty chicks

Niggas talkin' case to case

Shout up me and shit, yeah

Yeah, first one coming in

Kill it, bring it

Nigga know what's up

Mark was in the Benz

Kill his friend

Nigga know how we get down

We the real vamps, uh

We can keep that shit silent

Don't you tell nobody

Keep it beat, yeah

Got a chopper with a hunnit, yeah

I got a shooter named Hunnit

Call up bro, you finna run it, yeah

Run it, yeah, run it, yeah

Call a gang, tell they run it

New up Benz, I like hunnits

I count cash, I get money

Brand new neck, know I punch

Me and my gang, we go out hunnit

Me and my gang, we pop out stunting

Your lil' bro, he gon' start running

My lil' bro, he gettin' some money

These lil' niggas be broke as fuck

Can't talk, the source of the shit not funny

I be smokin' on doubles, fuck

I'm gettin' so good, they ain't talkin' bout nothing

My lil' bro in the truck, I ain't ask

Go for the fourth, I ain't not got a punning

What the fuck these niggas sayin'

I get a verse, you know that I run it

Too much money on me, I'm gettin' cash, ho

I got Jada with me, we gettin' cash, hoe

I fuck Jada on me, fuck a real hoe

I put my hoes on fleek, ain't sign no deal, hoe