Keep It Gee Sheek Louch (Ft. Styles P)

[Intro: Sheek Louch]
Aw man
Eh fam, what up?
New York ain't ready for this
Woo
D-Block
What he say?
Lights out

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
[?] harder than this
Who out there wanna get hit?
Semmi autos and revolvers, bitch, my niggas is lit
Straight off the esance, I was born with this political shit
Still hood, making money, staying physically fit
Hold up
OK
[?] my Ruger, with my yanky and my shades on, ain't nobody cooler
Sending shots through your [?], rob you for your coke
Donny coolers with the ruler, wiping blood off my Muler
Na nigga, we don't care about your bitches
Only your lying lifestyle, on your Instagram pictures
I just get a lot of money, always doing what I want
So [?] front, let you feast on

[Chorus: Styles P]
D-Block, and nigga, I keep boppin
Know I keep it G, got G's in each pocket
B sets, C sets
Fuck with the D set, hardest devil's rejects
D-Block, and nigga, I keep boppin
Know I keep it G, got G's in each pocket
B sets, C sets
Fuck with the D set, hardest devil's rejects