Keep Up

What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
Don't say I ain't warn them niggas, man (Niggas better keep up)

Yeah I'm standing on ten, you know I run this shit
Put a nigga in the blend, you know I'm punching shit
It's money over everything, I'm bout my money bitch
Leave a hunnid clips in your head just like I'm Jonathan
He talking all that tough shit, he better calm it down
Cause if my dogs get off the leash, then they gone hunt him down
AR like July fourth, let off a hundred rounds
Nah it's not no witnesses, neighbors ain't heard a sound
Quit talking on the internet, and come get in the field
Chopper gone put his ass to sleep just like some Benadryl
They wish a nigga won't, I wish a nigga will
Cause i'll take it there (why?), it is what it is
I was up in them stores playing with credit cards
Risking my freedom for Isabel Marant
Now I'm balling on these niggas like I'm Ja Morant
So many zeros on the check, look like it's smoking blunts

What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
Don't say I ain't warn them niggas, man (Ugh)

I got racks on racks like YC, I got the juice like a Hi-C
Nah them niggas can't keep up, the Patek going at a high speed
My bitch a ten, she a dime piece, I'm dream chasing like Rihmeek
They see a nigga up now, now all these niggas wanna dry beef
I'm bout my paper, ain't talking school supplies
Run up on me stupid ass nigga, and that's a suicide
All my niggas riding with a scope, like they in Sniper Gang
Yeah I got that shit on nigga, yeah like I ain't potty trained
Chanel on the sneakers nigga, you know these double c's
My passport stamped, yeah nigga, I'm overseas
Post a picture on the beach, I'm somewhere in Belize
I be draped down in some shit, that they ain't never seen
Like that nigga, Fat Yunginn, you know I show my ass
Pink slips only my nigga, you know I'm dropping cash
You ain't talking bout shit nigga if it's not bout a bag
Flying down seventy-five, blowing on that fucking gas (I'm doing the dash)

What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
What them niggas better do? (Niggas better keep up)
Don't say I ain't warn them niggas, man (Ugh)