Keep Mine Close(Xplosive) ft. Bingx Lyrics

You moving different now it got me peepin shit

Vanish mode all these hoes on some sneaky shit

Getting so much money feel like I don't need a bitch

Feel like I don't need a bitch

Fell off in that water tryna put my damn feet in it

Them niggas left me by myself when I needed em

We ain't taking leftovers with us so you can leave the shit

The den of thieves so of course they on some sneaky shit

My jeweler he my therapist my problems I be freezing em

I can't sweat none of these freaks, I just be leavin' them

Yeah, bitch, I'ma listen to your lies, but I ain't believin' them

She a Christian, that's not why she on her knees

East side, livin' where the streets gon' turn a young boy into a man

Whole team, stay thuggin', stackin' ducats, you ain't wit it

You don't have to understand, shit, it's all up

Ridin' through the city, paper chasin', gotta keep mine close

Ahhh

Driver for the week but the team full of GI Joes

Somebody the student and somebody the sensei

I know how to teach a lesson if a bitch play

Ray Charles to the bullshit I ain't see it

State Farm your bitch in good hands, she with me

Get rich, turn the click up, lit as shit

My bitch keep the pole, she don't strip, she with the shits

Ain't no Coach K, my blue devil's real as shit

Get your hoe, man, don't let her loose around no pimps

East side livin' where the streets gone

Turn a young boy into a man

Whole team stay thuggin', stackin' ducats

You ain't with it, you don't have to understand

Shit is all love

Ridin' through the city, paper

Chasin', gotta keep mine close

Ahh

Driver for the week and the team full of G.I. Joes

Phone ringing

Smacks lips

This bitch better pick up man

The fuck

Fucking money on the floor man

The fuck man