Lyrics Keep Your Distance - Gee $uade

Yeah
Real eastside shit
Suade
Bitch
Get back
Get back
Yeah yeah get back
Hoe

Yeah
Take a step and you can see
Where I be coming next
I don't need your two cents bitch
I know I'm a mess
I been swerving drinking forty's
Got her lips around my dick
I Pull it over let her know that
We gone handle right quick
Ima a hundred rounds down then I'm out
Put you in the ground
That just goes to show you mother fuckers
Not to come around
I be rolling loud with my hounds
Ever side of town
Load the clip without a sound
I'm chambering another round
I've been rolling through Veg
And that's a fact
They hit my phone when I'm alone
You know exactly where I'm at
We be creeping with the blade
Bitch you know I be always strapped
Unless your trynna bleed to death
Then I suggest you get back

Yeah
Take a look and you can see
Where I be coming from
In the slums with the gun
Aimed and pointed at your moms
I don't do this shit to make a point
I do it just for fun
Smoking blunts until the moon
Has been melted by the sun yeah
Let the bullet graze by they face
I didn't come to play
I just came to lay
Every mother fucker in a grave
Everything that I have ever done
To try get the safe
You can play it safe till the day
You get in my way
If you acting stupid
You gone get whacked no cap
If you talking shit
Or messing with my bag
I be posted with some locos
Eating tacos in the trap
If you trynna stay alive
Then I suggest you get back