Keep Goin from P.S by Grammar
(Keep Goin Lyrics)
Gotta whole lotta Zaa in the duffle,
Got P’s that’s straight off the muscle
When shit get hard we don’t struggle,
One false move, nigga I’ll bust you,
Called bro, he bend, he gon slide he gon rush you
Fuck you mean we can’t touch you?
This stuck hold 30 and I got 5,
Left you and your man in a puzzle
Dusse’ sippin in lit as a bitch,
But the weed just brought me back
And y’all say pimpin but I keep bitches,
Need 3 so I can relax,
Y’all niggas don’t be in the trap,
Cash app froze my account for them racks,
On probation still ride with the strap,
Because I can’t end up on nobody tat
I keep a stick wit a stick and a stick in the back, like how many shots is that?
(That’s a 50)
And a switch in my britches for niggas that’s fishing like they gon run off with the sack
(That’s a 50)
I’m like hop out run up, kno we keep one up
If it’s bout beef, in ya bushes till sun up
Bad yellow bitch, wit her hair and feet done up
Pullover dick, we ain’t doin benihennas (NO)
But the boxes came in like Costco
And ya I keep the gas but it cost low
And the price keep dropping if you buy 4
Big Glock on me what imma fight for
ARP wit the beam and the sights tho
Fat booty bitch, she ain’t had lipo
But she still ride the dick like a bike tho,
But she still ride the dick like a…
(Repeat) x2
Grammar
Ain’t let me in so I took that shit,
Na I ain’t sweet I just look like this
Bet ya lol bitch get toook right quick,
Hit it one time and she hooked like shit
