Testo Keep It on the Real - SOB X RBE
Testo della canzone Keep It on the Real (SOB X RBE), tratta dall'album SOB X RBE
And we be going on and on and on
On till the morning come and gone
Don't wanna argue no more
'Cause you be going on and on and on
And baby I'm on it and you know
You take it off till it's all long gone
Baby I'm balling, I'm John LeBron
Hey, with that fuck shit, you got it all wrong
I ain't with that lame shit, baby
Let you ride, I drive you crazy
I got thousands on me daily
Brush it off 'cause I'm too wavy
I'm too on it, I can get you off it
Baby, I'm that nigga that they want to be fucked with
But niggas on that nut shit, can't go hold a hundred
I can't trust these bitches, strictly only brush it
Slow down, slow down baby, don't you rush it
Like fuck it, I just bought a chop and I can't wait to bust it
And I don't wanna make no assumptions
I can't give my all and just end up with nothing
These niggas I ain't trusting, these hoes I ain't loving
That chop get to busting, that K shoot with pressure
Roll some up and get higher than Jamaicans
Get anxious, leave holes in his face like EJ's
Pop up with that big thing
Foreign when I switch lanes
1200 for the shoes, bitch, check the kick game
Fucking 9, 40 cal, only toting big things
Flipped it on your main but I didn't 'cause that bitch stank
Fucking with a P 'cause her last nigga big lame
At the crib, got your bitch naked giving big brain
Throwing up them C's like a nigga in a crib gang
Been about that cash money, Birdman, rich gang
Hit time and chang-chang, mob ties, chain gang
Body shot for what? Bitch, I'm letting niggas frame hang
Smoking on that KK, fucking niggas main thing
Broke boy, hot boy, thuggin' and I can't change
Keep it on the real, baby, I'ma do the same thing
Got to keep this steel in case a nigga try to lane change
Beat the pussy up like I'm Popovich, bang-bang
On the block, a hundred niggas deep yelling gang-gang, bitch
It's the motherfucking family
Chop get to singing like it's trying to win a Grammy
200 on the dash, broke niggas can't catch me
Fucked then I cut, that's why your bitch can't stand me
Young niggas trying to have more whips than a tow yard
Four mains but I still sag and show the GoYard
Let that Glock to a nigga head like I'm Old Dog
And that'll be the gang, you broke niggas I don't know y'all
I ain't with that lame shit, baby
Let you ride, I drive you crazy
I got thousands on me daily
Brush it off 'cause I'm too wavy
I'm too on it, I can get you off it
Baby, I'm that nigga that they want to be fucked with
But niggas on that nut shit, can't go hold a hundred
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Writer(s): Jabbar Brown, Juwon Lee
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