Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
AndyK
Performer
Brandahn Green
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andy Keiler
Songwriter
Brandahn Green
Lyrics
Letra
Keep me, keep me from all evil Lord would you keep me
****, I'm mad at you For doing a rashless flash And yo, pull up on the booth, busy as a tasker I'm mad at you, you're going to get pop, pop, popped I come shooting at you like a hot, hot, hot For a hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot Just to get you stopped When you thought you were cool up and gifted I'm from a life like a post Lord, would you keep me
As I travel down the road?
Stayin' on the front for you Trust me, I'm on the ground for you I done made up my mind for you When we touch, it's deja vu How they bands gonna cool? Tell her dance like it's cool Look now, get to the cash with your pimpin' ass Trade my inner-t with the fancy car Pitch the same vocal, fourteen hundred remixes Twenty-five hundred to get, get, get, blown Let it pop, that's my ding-ding Yeah, that's my ding-ding Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's my ding-ding Now kiss my ass if you hate me I'll fuck your ass like I'm Satan Now kiss my ass if you hate me, or fuck your ass like I'm Satan Pack it up, goofy, Robbery say your ass Your destination is six feet, if I ain't get respect, my task is to keep a G It's on me down now, never defeat, your defeat's your aim, no one will be seeing you If it's beef, I will bring it to you like pieces of diamond rings Get it down from the Illuminati, lose your soul, lose your soul Uh-huh, motherfucker Iconoclashtic what's up? I counter-plastic records, uh And Fairow media, what's up? Gotta let em move, they ain't gettin' no bread on my avenue Pack em up, pack em up, pack it up, goofy And let's get it as, the destination is six feet I'll try and get a step, my task is to keep a G On the cam now, it'll fix your aim Know what you're seeing, if it's peace The beat, I'll bring it to you like pizza had a dominoes Get a hand down from the Illuminati, lose your soul All efforts will go, when you're dealing in a snipe ship Not knowing the rules, but I'll remember who packed you up for the lyrics and so You gon' keep it real, you could be packing up the bills for sure Huh, yeah No integrity, no loyalty Well, show it Bitch, you gon' show me some loyalty **** spoil me, but it's not my risk, because I'm royalty Let's go, let's get it, let's go Put it in your pocket tomorrow
Keep me, keep me from all evil Lord, keep me
Pack it up, move it, robbery, ha Robbery, robbery, silly ass The destination is six feet If I ain't give respect My task is to keep it zinc It's on me down now I'm a The girl need it, what's up? Uh-huh-huh Gotta let em move They ain't gettin' no bread on my avenue Pack em up, pack em up, pack it up, goofy Pack em up, pack em up, pack it up, goofy And let's get it, let's go
Written by: Andy Keiler, Brandahn Green

