Keep It A Buck

Aye, Dizzy
I'm innis bitch wit my boy DOM man
(That's Dizzy Mixin Like That)
Y'all don't keep it ah hunnit I split ah thousand with my niggas
If you don't gotta hunnit you can't be 'round none of my niggas
I'm countin blue hunnit it's in the crowd with the bitches
But I'm keeping my distance cause they round because my digits
She like when I hit it. But she love it when I slow down
You hitting these bitches boy yo momma raised ah whole clown
I can't trust these bitches left my heart with ah whole frown
Man I can't trust these bitches left my heart with ah whole, Gang

Dizzy took ah RP I'm boutta to take anotha one
The ruger holding thirty pussy nigga who you runnin from
Even with one ima hit Stephen Curry buzzer beater
We done poured at least about six in a two liter
Boutta get to smoking on some dead niggas
Ima keep it plain Jane we blowing on your dead niggas
Dizzy woulda hit yo bitch but the pussy dead nigga
Think twice about runnin up. One in the head nigga

I ain't got no opps don't even gotta show props
Leave his ass with two dots ain't stoppin til the beat stop
Don't even know her
Gone fuck her til I blow up
How I'm gone slow up
They actin like they know us

Ima blow up inna field Like I grew up inna field
I ain't grow up inna field I ain't grow up with no shield
Grew up round Rogers 40's and allat
If ah nigga buss at'chu
Ah must you buss back
That's really how they feelin' when dressed in all black
Bitch I'm really from the mitten where killin really be at
(Onna Gang!)

Got'em like damn slow down
Could never love ah hoe cause they fuckin with the whole town
Lil dirty Bop had me beefin wit the whole town
These niggas be hidin
Heard they plottin on my lo now

But be careful where you pull up
Flexin onnem niggas like im doing pull ups
An yo ass better be careful
I ah have you in ah pull-up

Aye nigga calm down