paroles de chanson Keep Going (feat. Co santana & 80cry) - jamesstfu

Woo (huh)
Woo (no)
Woo (huh)
(Shut the fuck up)
Huh

Uh, yeah
She wanna get high, yeah, yeah, yeah (high, ho)
Yeah, your bitch just told me I'm fly, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh, oh)
I don't care, I don't play by the rules, I'm not fair (no)
You don't know me at all, bitch, I'm rare (rare)
If she nut, I take her to my lair (lair)
And we got bitches jumping in the pool at the BNB (pool)
Fuck a broken heart, I wear CDG (yeah)
I got hella hoes in my BD (Huh)
Niggas know I got it like I'm CMG (yeah)
Turn him to a headstone
I got model bitches, and they redbones
If he talk down, get his head gone (huh)
Boy, don't talk down, get your head blown
She give me top now, she be head-blowin' (huh)
12 get behind us, bitch, keep going (keep)
She do it all for some Rick Owen (yeah)
While you tryna run up, put a stick on 'em (yeah)
Like it's Madden, may I send the blitz on 'em (yeah)
Choppa bullets, send kiss on 'em (yeah)
Bro shot his head, put a head on 'em (yeah)
Take a Percocet then I'ma blackout
Got a bad bitch, I blew her back out (yeah)
I walk in Neiman, and I pull a bag out (yeah)
I went up, and I see niggas mad now (huh)
Should've seen her face, when she hopped up in the whip, and I pulled them racks out

Why ain't you stay in your place?
I-I-I want you and your friend, baby, this not a race
She like putting shit all on my face
I get racks, kinda easy, these niggas be lame (lil' L-cry)
But you don't get real close to me (Yeah)
I can keep you company
Rolling a Backwood, and we smokin' on gas in the trap, lord (Fah, fah)
Bullets hit 'em in they cap, lord
I really want her but an all-light, also kinda blonde hair
Bound to see an opp, let it go
Had to respond to the trap real quick
Yeah, you know a nigga zippin' that pack, we gone
We going on Top Kid, but I'm posted up, bitch, with the Top Kid
While she giving top she not talking
He be watching my story, he stalking
Yeah, know a young nigga gon' make it
Most of y'all niggas be cap, oh, no
You can get flipped like pancakes
All-black green got an all-white fit
Got me to flex, my choppa racist
Yeah, y'all can't keep up, bitch, now we racing
T-tell that boy so fucked up, bitch, no telling
Yeah, we not the same, you not my adjacent
Since my young nigga masked out like Jason
Phew, phew (phew, phew)
Phew, phew (phew, phew)

Uh, yeah
She wanna get high, yeah, yeah, yeah (high, ho)
Yeah, your bitch just told me I'm fly, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh, oh)
I don't care, I don't play by the rules, I'm not fair (no)
You don't know me at all, bitch, I'm rare (rare)
If she nut, I take her to my lair (lair)
And we got bitches jumping in the pool at the BNB (pool)
Fuck a broken heart, I wear CDG (yeah)
I got hella hoes in my BD (Huh)
Niggas know I got it like I'm CMG (yeah)
Turn him to a headstone
I got model bitches, and they redbones
If he talk down, get his head gone (huh)
Boy, don't talk down, get your head blown
She give me top now, she be head-blowin' (huh)
12 get behind us, bitch, keep going (keep)
She do it all for some Rick Owen (yeah)
While you tryna run up, put a stick on 'em (yeah)
Like it's Madden, may I send the blitz on 'em (yeah)
Choppa bullets, send kiss on 'em (yeah)
Bro shot his head, put a head on 'em (yeah)
Take a Percocet then I'ma blackout
Got a bad bitch, I blew her back out (yeah)
I walk in Neiman, and I pull a bag out (yeah)
I went up, and I see niggas mad now (huh)
Should've seen her face, when she hopped up in the whip, and I pulled them racks out (racks out)

Uh, yeah
She wanna get high, yeah, yeah, yeah (high, ho)
Yeah, your bitch just told me I'm fly, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh, oh)
I don't care—
Uh, yeah
She wanna get high, yeah, yeah, yeah (high, ho)
Yeah, your bitch just told me I'm fly, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh, oh)
I don't care—