Keep Quiet (feat. ObeyGeek)

Yeah, how long to run through the body, yeah, That make it body on body, yeah I don't really trust nobody, yeah, so I keep a glick on my body, yeah F*ck niggas, better keep quiet Me and Geek, yeah we runnin' these commas Made her hair all light too, bitch, we poppin' I admit I be runnin' these diamonds Yeah, runnin' that money up, yah, yah, runnin, that money, yah, yah, yah You got your funny up, broke boy, go get your money up, yah, yah, yah She get on the tummy tuck, after that, I get off, but, but, but, yeah, yeah I got the bubba guts, yeah, that why I be fuckin' my girl, yah, yah Double-due, we keepin that money up F*ck a deal, bitch, I keep my status up On my own, bitch, I keep that semi-tucked When I'm with gang, we hop out the semi-truck Pray to God that I hope that he hearin' us Keep it a buck, ain't nobody fearin' us Ain't nobody fearin' us, yeah Bitch want to f*ck, now she tearing up, yeah I'm in the garden, botanical, I keep the heavy metal, no mechanical Make sure your last word is always audible, I keep the letter, I ain't writin' no article When they see Geek, they gone throw up the flag, I'm keepin' this clique in a black boot bag Stay right low in the all-black cat, reload the clip, I ain't talkin' bout mags Keep out that drip, so we on that boy-ass, bitch, she keep on shakin', she throwin' that ass Runnin' like Tango, just call me up back, yeah, yeah, I can't stop coppin' my lesson, yeah Red-bottle shoes on my feet, somebody call the forensics, yeah And he not talkin bout guinness, fade' it up like I'm about me a witness, yeah 10 cent, oh, I look like 100, call me the Winne the pooh, yeah, yeah I do that, bitch, f*ck, I'm pure you hit my DM, I'ma make you a fool, yeah Bar for Bar, bitch, yeah, I come through Hottest niggas out, i'm tellin' you, Get in the bridge and go slide with the two, smokin' that boy like he was a jew