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Know that I
Keep It tucked
Got that Henn up in my cup
Smoke a lot, Fuck a lot
Don't act like you don't know what's up
Know that I
Keep It tucked
Got that Henn up in my cup
Smoke a lot, Fuck a lot
Don't act like you don't

Yea
Uh

Every morning I
Thank God because truly anytime can be my time
Hating niggas just want the figures they can't stop my grind
Sip this
I'm feeling fine
Maintaining get harder as the time
Passes by
Simple minds couldn't fathom where I am when I'm writing
Oh you a Gawd now?
Haven't seen you amongst titans
Only reason you still getting by is because of you biting
And you look for confirmation from niggas who ain't exciting
Damn!
Do I got to put it in brail or some?
Know it hurt when you taking Ls and nun
Seem to keep you focus unless you in the bed nailing her
But that's what's popping right?
That's what lit
Fuck they list!
If I diss?
Manevolence
Is all you get!
They couldn't spit, crack like this
Bag it tight you can thank me now or later
Niggas thank shit sweet
Plus the square you know
Now and laters
Uh
Got a gallon on me yea
Yea yea yea

Know that I
Keep It tucked
Got that Henn up in my cup
Smoke a lot, Fuck a lot
Don't act like you don't know what's up
Know that I
Keep It tucked
Got that Henn up in my cup
Smoke a lot, Fuck a lot
Don't act like you don't

Know that I
Keep It tucked
Got that Henn up in my cup
Smoke a lot, Fuck a lot
Don't act like you don't know what's up
Know that I
Keep It tucked
Got that Henn up in my cup
Smoke a lot, Fuck a lot
Don't act like you don't

I heard these niggas taking shots on the low
I'm taking swigs straight out the bottle
Plus got money to blow
I ain't stunting these niggas but please say hello to your ho'
I try to run my hoes away they still run back to me though
Chevys on two twos
Crawl through like some tarantula toes
I'm bout my grip
Your dough don't flip like all your spatulas broke
Me and the team come through so heavy just might crash through the floor
We heard your shit and it's alright
But ours immaculate though
That ratchet sit up on the hip
You know it blast through the bone
So lil' bitch keep talking shit
I'll make it splash at your dome
Hit your chick up on the phone
And then come crash at your home
Nah I don't be fucking with these niggas
So don't ask me no more!

Off the bullshit on everything
Forreal forreal
B.K. got me in here again drunk as fuck on another track
Why I be drunk all the time bruh?
Cause I be having to deal with these stressful ass niggas

And you know
I keep it tucked
Liquor all up in my cup
Bitch what's up?

And you know
I keep it tucked
Liquor all up in my cup
Bitch what's up?

And you know
I keep it tucked
Liquor all up in my cup
Bitch what's up?

And you know
I keep it tucked
Liquor all up in my cup
Bitch what's up?

But uh
We out this bitch
What's up Richh
What's up B.K
Y'all be easy though



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Writer(s): L Floyd
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