Keep It Quiet

(It's a Wayne beat)

(Ayy, Mihh, this bitch so bad my ****)

Money ain't you ****— like

I need y'all **** to get y'all bags right

Hmm, if money ain't you **** problem, what's the hold up?

Hmm, you ain't got nothin' on your wrist, so it can't hold up

Hmm, I got a real bitch on my side, she not gon' fold up

Huh, the dick good, I think it made her put her Rose up

Hmm, I hate when **** call my phone, they tryna hold some

Huh, a bitch approach me, she ain't thick, I be done ho'd some

Huh, she say she fuck with my music, she think my song bumpin'

Huh, you be holdin' your **** switch, she got her own button

Like, yeah, she'll pop your shit

Hmm, you can't rap about the gun if you ain't shot your shit

Huh, how you say you havin' motion but you block your bitch?

Huh, you drive the car, she pay the bill, so that is not your shit

Hmm, how is that your front door, you ain't lock your shit?

Hmm, how the fuck is you a rapper and don't drop your shit?

Hmm, why you put the pants on if the Glock don't fit?

Hmm, her ass sit up like a bed, I'm tryna rock her shit

Hmm, I like to look at bad bitches when I talk shit

Huh, she think she me, all she startin' to do is talk shit

Hmm, why the fuck you in the mall if you ain't bought shit?

Huh, I hate when **** piss me off, I get 'em off'd quick

Huh, you want to keep your bitch around, you got to spend a bag

Huh, my schedule tight, so it's gon' cost you to get me mad

Huh, I out here handin' out the game, I'm in my Gillie bag

Hmm, my bitch keep fuckin' up my head, I bought a Fendi bag

Hmm, I can't raise no grown women, bitch, go get a dad

Hmm, how you solid? All your kids got three different dads, huh

Hmm, my heart got a Hemi 'cause I'm been livin' fast

Hmm, long as my pockets full, I do not care who feelin' bad

Hmm, everybody think you crazy 'til the truth come out you

Hmm, that's why I got to take a shot 'fore I shoot somebody

Hmm, if we ain't grew up, we ain't gang, I didn't recruit nobody

If I ain't got no drugs to sell, I'ma try to distribute somebody, come on

You was supposed to have my back, how you give up on me?

Hm, why you switch up on me? Now the switch up on me

Come on, I'm havin' pape', I'll never give me kids bologna

Huh, I can't do no ugly shit, I need tens and only

Huh, baby got a shakey butt, I like the way it moves

Huh, I buy her three pair of wheats, she like to play in shoes

Huh, you tell a joke, I'm not gon' laugh if ain't April Fools'

Hmm, you spent the block for no reason if it ain't make the news

Hmm, every time I'm in the booth, I never go in

Huh, my **** think I set him up, she brought the slow friend

Hmm, I can tell her head good, she got a ho-chin

Huh, she know the good girls back home and let the hoes in

Hmm, baby like to FaceTime, see me smilin'

Hmm, it make her coochie wet to see me in these diamonds

Hmm, I ain't even hit the bitch, we just be vibin'

Hm, but if I did, you not gon' know, I keep it quite

Come on