KEEP QUIET

Smoke a blunt to the face get me high
I fuck on these hoes and rock out these shows and I get so fried
How the fuck you think you can't get lit if you ain't even try?
They wanna live my life, yeah, they wanna be my fly
Yeah what we do, told you we can't tell
Pussy boy I don't lose it's like I casted a spell
I wake up and get so fly, I got fur on my belt
And I had to just stay by my guys cuz I had to get me some help
Yeah, Vetements my tee
I got these kicks on they unreleased
I really feel like go fuck on a freak
I dyed my hair purple cause RIP Peep
I rock the Ricky, don't put on the Geese
Don't got five racks, don't ask for a beat
Put on my shades 'fore I go outside
Cause I don't want these lame folks talkin' to me
I got the baddest bitches,
Talk bout my story it's rags-to-riches
When I talk bout that bag, it's different
That bitch want me back, I ain't have to listen
If you talk about my life, I admit, I made some bad decisions
I don't know that hoe, but she want my bag
Like on my dad, she trippin'
Yeah what we do, told you we can't tell
Pussy boy I don't lose it's like I casted a spell
I wake up and get so fly, I got fur on my belt
And I had to just stay by my guys cuz I had to get me some help
And what we do, told you we can't tell
Pussy boy I don't lose it's like I casted a spell
I wake up and get so fly, I got fur on my belt
And I had to just stay by my guys cuz I had to get me some help
And what we do, told you we can't tell
Pussy boy I don't lose it's like I casted a spell
I wake up and get so fly, I got fur on my belt
And I had to just stay by my guys cuz I had to get me some help