Lyrics Keep Bangin - Retch

Sidtroy in this bitch
Ayy man, fuck all that back and forth shit, man
Ain't got shit to talk about, pussy nigga
Get your bread up, get your lead up, fuck boy
Know what I'm sayin', fuck nigga, what you talkin' 'bout?
What's your resume 'bout, lil' bitch?
I ain't never heard of him
If you wanna play, well then okay, then we gon' murder him
Nigga cross the line, ain't shit to say, ain't havin' words with him
Heard one of they homies, he just died, so we just swerve again
He can wear the same shit to them pussy niggas' services
Know you cannot ride or do no drill,
You on some nervous shit (Fuck out the car, man)
Auntie gave me 80, wrapped 40, used to serve a bitch
I be in the coupe, the bass wavy like she surfin' shit
Like to match the Saint Laurent stilettos with a purse and shit
No she not no ratchet thot, lil' baby, that's my Birkin bitch
Once you turn an opp, it ain't no truce, this shit too permanent
Niggas gettin' killed for real, you gotta be alert with it
Niggas really workin', cuttin' deals, they on some vermin shit
'Fore I ever squeal, nigga, Hell, I'd rather burn in it
I've seen the heroin murder people slow 'cause I was servin' it
I never had a job or played the block, ain't have to work the shift
Your bitch ride dick, no whip, but she want the stick
I was in the field with the krills, yeah the potent shit
Cuz would double back seven times when they smoked the shit
Every nigga with me or be near me, they gon' blow the fifth
These niggas crash test dummies, big homie make 'em hold the grip
Get you wetted up, nigga betted up
Pussy tried to set me up so I could never trust
I'm on they neck and I ain't lettin' up
We shootin' from the neck and up
I got my cheddar up but I can't get enough
I got a son, I gotta get him stuff, so I can't play much
Straight bucks, I can't take shorts 'cause the stakes rough
Can't fuck, prices up, pussy workin' with the jakes, plus
Niggas shootin' every day, nigga, don't get sprayed up
Gotta get me killed but stay prayed up
They lyin' to niggas like Shape-Ups, for real