Keep Up

F*ck i look trusting a nigga for something Do all that faking and rapping in person And knowing a bitch ain't gon listen for nothing I told him calm down lil daddy You acting as something you not My tolerance 0 for you trynna play the hero When you do too much you getting blocked How you in LA and riding in lambos But when you come back just using your toes Broke niggas always gone flex but it shows You ain't even having bitch ain't that your bros? Speaking of brothers i'm thanking my mom Cause all of em with it just ask em on God One got some cards for the trips colorado Comparing to diesel and even gelato My shit easy top those give em a follow Popping some bottles Airing the hollows Celebrate with the ones looking like models Working tonight so i'll hit him tomorrow Nobody with me on scary shit It ain't no bitch that's comparing with it When i step in these bitches be staring shit Cause they know i'm the one Ain't nobody to second i swear it so quit it Oh you on the come up i ain't get the memo And same with your funds you lying huh Tell that bitch humble herself i'm Pulling they cards they fucking up trying her I need the bag right now ain't no re up I'm still making moves now with my feet up Can't do no 180 I'm taking this bitch to the top let's see if you keep up Professional stunner Why you think they all want her Kay young gunna need 200 Needing the cash advance and even deposits As long as im getting them numbers If i can't have you right now I'll go running that route and make sure to bag me up another Thought he was one of a kind he out of his mind I block him and hit up his brother And i'm more turnt than the bitches on bourbon street Touching them blues them blues they turning me If you hit up reply with some urgency Cause i'm quick to move on no warning or courtesy That nigga on call triple a I just got two more just today Locking the back door they be playing I play with cheat codes f*ck you saying To get in this gate you need codes and numbers My bitches is bad you get nothing from us Thought i was cuffing forgot it was summer (Streets uhhhh) Bitch i be running Don't make a bad bitch choose Unless your feelings on the lockdown Cause if he playing games about my wallet i'm gon walk out Oh you on the come up i ain't get the memo And same with your funds you lying huh Tell that bitch humble herself i'm Pulling they cards they fucking up trying her I need the bag now ain't no re up I'm still making moves now with my feet up Can't do no 180 i'm taking this bitch to the top let's see if you keep up Real shit