Keep It Player (feat. Rich Rabbit)

Everybody not a trophy quit playing like if you real

All them war stories you telling we finding out who you killed

Im hood affiliated im comfortable round the crash outs

If you ain't paying taxes I'm with the Jack boys side your trap house

Free Lerks free clumsy shoutout the homies in the state pen

You can go and ask about me lil homie just know I'm tapped in

Knocked one of your homies now you out here writing statements

How you go from gang banging to helping investigations

I been squabbling since knee high fuck I look like ducking fades now

All that shit that you been talking to the homies

That shit played out

I got more guns than Clifford

Can't post em all in one picture

Trigger finger it got blisters

I cut the brick with no scissors

I been working on my aim a lil lately it's been getting better

Say some bout iGot2 to my face ill put you on a sweater

And I ain't gotta say no names I know the shoe gonna fit

These fools keep my name in they mouth more times than a bitch

Everybody ain't a gangster stop playing cause shit get real

When it's war time ain't doing no talking I'm in the field

They be scared to come around here it's bullet holes in the bricks

I don't believe that shit you talking online **** you bitch

Who got pistols for the low I won't buy it without the stick

1200 for the arp and it's fully equipped

500 for the 40 that's dirty it gotta switch

Ol boy got popped in the end and turned to a snitch

Round here we slide and get money **** that's off the rip

And we gone keep it player ain't beefing about a bitch

I'm some like a pimp but I don't walk around with a limp

You must be stupid you thinking that I'm a trick

Shoot the car up **** thinking they hitting potholes

I don't want that boof **** smoking I want gelato

And I don't need a chaser I'm drinking it out the bottle

All these bad bitches with me they all looking like models