Keep My Name Out Your Mouth

Wait, what? They said what about me, ewww Nah nah nah I'm a check em Cuz you know what, like They see all this bubble All this #BubbleOnDeck All this smiling, laughing All this kee kee They think I'm playing, think I'm playing If I gotta tell you one mo gin, gin If I gotta tell you one mo gin Ima get to slapping you Slapping you, slapping you, like bih bih Slapping you Slapping you, slapping you, like bih If you don't keep my name, name Out your mouth Look keep my name, name Out your mouth Or Ima get to slapping you Slapping you, slapping you In your mouth Ima get to slapping you Slapping you, Slapping you In your mouth Look let me start the clapping Before I start this slapping This all started back when I first started rapping Was a model, actress Spitting bars for practice Find me in these streets Yea I be stopping traffic Lil outfits on, looking so sexy Big body banging like a Benz Yea they pay me more, the Bubble seeing double Cuz they can't stop staring at the twins So whether you faded or wasted or you punch drunk, Wayment, don't do nothing stupid Like when I curve you In my mini skirt And cop a skrrt skrrt mood Nigga keep it moving Don't hop online, all gassed up Even insinuating you had a chance Yo when I come thru looking this good The whole city gon wanna dance so Don't mention me Don't even mention it B, like for real for real Cuz you don't know nothing about me Other then what I tell you And I ain't gon say it again, nigga eww Don't mention me Don't even mention it B But I know you will Cuz you don't know nothing about me Till the worst come out me Then your people gon be like chill, but If I gotta tell you one mo gin, gin If I gotta tell you one mo gin Ima get to slapping you Slapping you, slapping you, like bih bih Slapping you Slapping you, slapping you, like bih If you don't keep my name, name Out your mouth Look keep my name, name Out your mouth Or Ima get to slapping you Slapping you, slapping you In your mouth Ima get to slapping you Slapping you, Slapping you In your mouth Forget what you heard about me Know it's good things only From the real ones Don't deal with them fakes and phonies That's right Ima loner, And that don't mean I'm lonely And no you cant come thru Like how them groupies with drones be Tryna film me on the low, all secretly Like ion see your raggedy lil phones Like I won't slap it out your hand on the ground And have to stomp you out live for the gram No I ain't ya moms But don't get it confused She ain't raise you right You got me raising my tone I know tryna get them lil views up baby But you gotta get popping on your own What you know about me All you know is my flows and my clothes be right & All the curves & holes underneath those be tight That's why them hoes be tight Cuz y'all been lying to em, telling them that hoe is life Now they walls all washed, weaves are dry But clean running water under here We live that Moby life Nigga like call me Ishmael With deep pipe to make you wail Instead I let em smell and kiss it right then and Don't mention me Don't even mention it B, like for real for real Cuz you don't know nothing about me Other then what I tell you And I ain't gon say it again, nigga eww If I gotta tell you one mo gin, gin If I gotta tell you one mo gin Ima get to slapping you Slapping you, slapping you, like bih bih Slapping you Slapping you, slapping you, like bih If you don't keep my name, name Out your mouth Look keep my name, name Out your mouth