Keep Your Distance

Yeah Real eastside shit Suade Bitch Get back Get back Yeah yeah get back Hoe Yeah Take a step and you can see Where I be coming next I don't need your two cents bitch I know I'm a mess I been swerving drinking forty's Got her lips around my dick I Pull it over let her know that We gone handle right quick Ima a hundred rounds down then I'm out Put you in the ground That just goes to show you mother fuckers Not to come around I be rolling loud with my hounds Ever side of town Load the clip without a sound I'm chambering another round I've been rolling through Veg And that's a fact They hit my phone when I'm alone You know exactly where I'm at We be creeping with the blade Bitch you know I be always strapped Unless your trynna bleed to death Then I suggest you get back Yeah Take a look and you can see Where I be coming from In the slums with the gun Aimed and pointed at your moms I don't do this shit to make a point I do it just for fun Smoking blunts until the moon Has been melted by the sun yeah Let the bullet graze by they face I didn't come to play I just came to lay Every mother fucker in a grave Everything that I have ever done To try get the safe You can play it safe till the day You get in my way If you acting stupid You gone get whacked no cap If you talking shit Or messing with my bag I be posted with some locos Eating tacos in the trap If you trynna stay alive Then I suggest you get back