Kiddxsurge - Keep It a G (feat. Ice)

Keep it a G
Keep it a band
Keep it a stack, yeah
Fuckin with surge we in the lab
We in the back yeah
High like a bird
Hit then I swerve
Ain’t calling back yea
She on my nerves
All of these birds
Fenna get wacked yeah
You ain't gotta hide when you with me
Hand full of hair
All in the wind
You done been workin, all the weekend
Keep it 100, 100 times 10
Rollin a pound cost me a ten
Breakin it down then I pass it to twin
Stop at the door less you bringing a friend
And if you is hurt, imma Surgeon
Keep it a bean
Ion step out less I’m clean
I asked shawty if she rolling
She busting outta the jeans
Asked her how she get them on
Playing her song in the car got the speakers
Vibrating while she moaning hair in the wind
Hair in the wind
I'm touching like we vibin again
I'm smashin again, my nigga Ice he cool like a fan
I'm gone for the win, I see the price I cop it right then
It's nothing,
At Fashion Valley in public yes we stuntin
Keep it a g
Keep it a stack
She arching her back
You would think she from New Jersey how she throw it back
I come around all the time like a culdesac
Skirting off in a coupe and it’s carbon black
Keep it a G
Keep it a band
Keep it a stack, yeah
Fuckin with surge we in the lab
We in the back yeah
High like a bird
Hit then I swerve
Ain’t calling back yea
She on my nerves
All of these birds
Finna get wacked yeah
Running to the finish line, working on some magic
Body count is me so i can trust her with the baggage
Flip her like a mattress
She wet just like a tycoon
She say my music so rude
But this dick she cant refuse
She come to me for refuge
I fuck her til she sleep
She wetter than a typhoon
Got washed up on a beach
So every time she come through I gotta wash my sheets
Damn, I gotta wash my sheets
Damn, I got to wash my sheets Suck my dick until I'm schleep
Got to keep her out my dreams You ain't worried about another nigga bitch
You been working all year
Paid cash for your whip
Girl you know that you a trip
We can go and take a trip
Only henny when we sip
She can go and kiss her boyfriend my dick still is on her lips
That’s a secret don’t tell
Ima pack and ship em wholesale
I’m in the field like odeell
Keep it a G
Keep it a band
Keep it a stack, yeah
Fuckin with surge we in the lab
We in the back yeah
High like a bird
Hit then I swerve
Ain’t calling back yea
She on my nerves
All of these birds
Fenna get wacked yeah

Written by:
KIARI BARNES

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