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Keep That
Hip-Hop/Rap
Keep That was released on June 19, 2026 by Hooeymusic as a part of the album INTERVIEW
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelHooeymusic
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hooey
Hooey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Huey
Brandon Huey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hooey
Hooey
Producer

Lyrics

Y'all need to shut the fuck up, I'm the one talkin
Say you been runnin' the game, really just light joggin
Don't ask me to pass you the rock, lately I'm ball hoggin
She wanna smoke with the stackz, we got this broad coughin
It's all comin' back to me, been too long, I've been doin' it casually
Nother line in the song, nother casualty
Bitch, I'm stuck in my bag cause I had to be
I get paid for my drafts like a fantasy
If I say you my dawg say it back to me
Droppin' hit after hit, that my strategy
Watch how they come around with the flattery
Nah, keep that shit
Keep that shit, let's go
Keep that shit
Keep that shit, okay
Keep that keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit to yourself cause I never needed no help
Puttin' this belt to ass so long
Damn, I think I need a new belt
I just put on for my city, you never could feel me
Bitch, you don't know how that felt
Name ringin' when I check on the feed like a bell
Why should I wait if y'all seating yourselves
I'm cookin' up, and now they wanna talk about shit that I'm doin
Baby, it's us
The money keep stackin, you know how we movin
They shakin' the cup
And beggin' for change like that ain't what I'm doin
Down on your luck, get up
I seen it myself, man it ain't no assumin
Keep that shit
Keep that shit, let's go
Keep that shit
Keep that shit, okay
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Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit, let's go
Keep that shit
Keep that shit, okay
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Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit
I don't need a fuckin' thing from y'all
Y'all can keep that shit
I've been tweakin' hard like bath salts
Y'all can't tell me shit
Watch me hit my dance on these hoes
When I'm comin' in
Couldn't walk a mile in these shoes
I've been runnin' in
And them bitches squeaky clean
Family tied like Baby Keem
I feel like Hakeem
In a post in you A.C. green
Pay per view, they buyin' streams
Pop out shows, to empty seats
Oh my God, that can't be me
Your whole life embarrassing, damn
Keep that shit
Keep that shit, let's go
Keep that shit
Keep that shit, okay
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Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit
Keep that shit
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Written by: Brandon Huey
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