R-Jay - Headlines Lyrics

Keeps it
Me and bro up at 2 a.m. bitch, we runnin' numbers
I was tryna f*ck around, make a milli' before they put me under
I heard your top shooter done got wack need a new gunner
Brody playin' around in big chips, make a cool hundred
God don't save me, God don't save me
Got a blonde bad bitty in the whip, Ms. Daisy
Headshot lookin' promising, paramedics can't save him
Niggas couldn't tame me, I found the talent, Calvin Cambridge
Yeah, i invested in the chops, me and bro hit him tandem
Bro's mom on some weird cold shit, funeral candles
Cruisin' on the block, grab the old shit, hand it
When I f*ck her, leave it tangled , hmm, chop made him tango
A whole party full of blonde bad fag hoes
Bro and I was runnin' up the numbers, where our pay go
I tell you where the pay go, went to hoes tryna trust angles
But I make em do that shit for free
Yeah, your hoe gon' ride with me after the party, it ain't deep
Bong water on my seat, crack the window loud reeking
Cross the bridge to Iowa, blown reef
Get it, I don't need you text, I'm in a car that won't test
I get rich five monkeys jumpin' in the Benz
I get rich five monkeys jumpin' in the Benz
I might have a shoot the hoe that get attached
For Christmas, I want an AR with a drum attached
He's a Christian, I hit him, get him prayin' up to dad
Like thou shall not lie, talk bout drugs you never had
She started f*ckin' with me cause her boyfriend is a fag
Yes sir, grab the whip, then I burn em
I was off two 8s, got me movin' like a turtle
Shoot the nigga in the head, he no longer Steve Urkel
A blank man, boy, what's in his f*ckin' AR
It ain't blanks mans
Slow down cause a piggie flashin' K-Band
What I didn't tell him was the driver was my felon
Yeah, that bitch pussy way too loose and I fell in
Cutter hit him in the f*ckin' arm, he loose feelin
Kill a nigga in the bushes, I was gilled in
Gang full of short niggas, lollipop guilds in
Nigga finna be a father, now he popped wont meet his children