Correction Lyrics Keep It G* by Rowdy Rebel

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Ahh, ahh, uh
I know that I don't ever make time

If I tell you I got you, my n***a, I got you
If I say I love you, my n***a, I love you forever
Don't listen to rumors, so you run it by me
Don't even panic, I know you're my man
Let's just hold that sh*t down like we Bobby and Rowdy
I'ma let you know if you movin' sloppy
Don't say that you got me when you never looked
Used to go to the PJs, meet up in the lobby
Now we on the PJ right to Abu Dhabi

I just bought me a Mulsanne, took out an expensive
Ate me like chicken lo mein
I just facetimed the wholе gang
They in LA, they on the way to thе bay
Tell 'em I'll soon be there, jet to there
n***a, I put that on 'caine
I'm in Tampa Bay, straight, I'm with some [?]

Stylist, style for me, nah, nah, I Amiri the jeans
Hold up, I ain't never froze up, 'til I went to Elliott
Now I see clarity in my baguettes and VV's
Apparently all of my n***as are fleas
Knew you would turn on the time
I got a house on my arm all the time
All of my pieces is from Eliantte

Like catch me drippin' from the Barclay
Catch me flying out of Parkway
Smokin' backpack broccoli
It's just me and Boogie back to back
In a Maybach, n***a, pardon me
Got my feet up with my heat tucked
If them wild n***as start me

f**k everybody, that's just how I feel, I ain't feelin' nobody
I pop on a pill when I'm flyin' in private, it give me the chills
I land with two Audi, paranoid, that's why I move in silence
They ain't playin' fair, I move with the chopper
Hit up broski, he gon' tear up the spot
Watch the pocket-rocket, put him right on his pocket
Nineteen, I had dropped out of college
My favorite way to get money was the block
I got too addicted to the money, I'm honest
They thought I was tryna be Speaker Knockerz
I ain't tryna go out like Speaker Knockerz
Rest in peace, but I keep it a hunnid
Got Ps on my head and even the knockers
I keep it G and I keep it a hunnid

I keep it G and I keep it one hunnid
I know when I paid the fee for the dollars
I know when I bought the piece from the runners
They go run on me, I'm good with the numbers
I'ma really f**k it up for the summer
Drop-top, doin' donuts in Hummers
Opp block with a chopper, I stun
EBK, I give a f**k 'bout the cover, I ride for my brothers
I got my jewelry hittin', that's end of discussion

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