Keep It G Flyboy Tarantino (Ft. Ski Mask the Slump God)

[Chorus: Flyboy Tarantino]
A fuck nigga free (Yeah)
You niggas ain't keepin’ it G (Oh no, oh no, oh no)
You fuck niggas weak (Weak)
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Bitch
A fuck nigga free, yeah
You niggas ain’t keepin' it G (Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh)
You fuck niggas weak, you fuck niggas weak
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Oh no, oh no, oh no)

[Verse 1: Flyboy Tarantino]
Man, I swear I'm tryna' get it, who you telling?
Promise ain't no love around here for a felon (Nah)
This for them niggas that be out here acting jealous
Come and set him up, look who got weapons, what's up with your manner
You ain’t the plug, middleman what you sellin’?
You niggas sleep, I be sellin' that heat
Tellin’ all you niggas what you cooking up is fucking weak
Busy cooking up, the bitches sent me three in like a week
Reloaded in the MAK with the Slump God (Slump God)
You niggas be poppin' I come for the rocks
Nigga don't be surprised when we slide (Slide)
With some rock shawty down 595
Shouts out to that nigga Eddie (Good Dog)
My niggas ain't friendly they wanna be petty
But niggas ain’t ready, they want this fetty (Pussy)
You niggas want problems I set you up a meeting with this semi (Huh, bitch)