Keep The Pace
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โฑ๏ธ 2:26 duration
๐ ID: 13990353
๐ Lyrics
(You're a Gxner)
Uh, when I hit the show that hoe be going dark
Then I grab the Rolls, I hit the road, that hoe be push to start
Then I grab my pole, I'm with the smoke, I'm posted like a cart
Once this choppa blow, I feel Van Gogh, I spray you into art
Big knocker like a speaker in my right hand
I be dropping all these bodies like a minute, man
And I'm really good, your hoe wanna mention, man
I be really catching bodies off of Instagram
Dump his body, I'm posted up like a pro
This an armed robbery, now shut up and give me more
I'm at the morgue chopping, I like it more when they cold
There's just no stopping, you're dying here on the road
Watch his body go limp then I laugh
Yes, you're dying and there's no strings attached
Long strides, I'ma chase on your track
Long knife, blood stains on my rag
I get stupid with that tool
I'm smoking hoes out like a juul
It look like red dye in the pool
And off the Oxy, I'ma drool
I hope you rappers kick the stool
Said, "I'm the king hoe, let me rule"
Sneaking Xans right up in school
I got nobody left to lose
Takizava spilled your fucking blood
Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
I got Wock' up in my Sprite, I mix lean right up with ice
And all my shots I aim to kill, when I shoot, I be precise
What I cop came with a seal, so I'm pouring up a pint
I remembered who stayed real, rest of y'all be switching sides
Yeah, I just dropped a pill, it be fizzing in my soda
Wockhardt, then grab the wheel, I can't drive right when I'm sober
He be reaching, I can feel, so I put one in his shoulder
Enemy nuke incoming, it's over
Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
Uh, when I hit the show that hoe be going dark
Then I grab the Rolls, I hit the road, that hoe be push to start
Then I grab my pole, I'm with the smoke, I'm posted like a cart
Once this choppa blow, I feel Van Gogh, I spray you into art
Big knocker like a speaker in my right hand
I be dropping all these bodies like a minute, man
And I'm really good, your hoe wanna mention, man
I be really catching bodies off of Instagram
Dump his body, I'm posted up like a pro
This an armed robbery, now shut up and give me more
I'm at the morgue chopping, I like it more when they cold
There's just no stopping, you're dying here on the road
Watch his body go limp then I laugh
Yes, you're dying and there's no strings attached
Long strides, I'ma chase on your track
Long knife, blood stains on my rag
I get stupid with that tool
I'm smoking hoes out like a juul
It look like red dye in the pool
And off the Oxy, I'ma drool
I hope you rappers kick the stool
Said, "I'm the king hoe, let me rule"
Sneaking Xans right up in school
I got nobody left to lose
Takizava spilled your fucking blood
Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
I got Wock' up in my Sprite, I mix lean right up with ice
And all my shots I aim to kill, when I shoot, I be precise
What I cop came with a seal, so I'm pouring up a pint
I remembered who stayed real, rest of y'all be switching sides
Yeah, I just dropped a pill, it be fizzing in my soda
Wockhardt, then grab the wheel, I can't drive right when I'm sober
He be reaching, I can feel, so I put one in his shoulder
Enemy nuke incoming, it's over
Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.54] (You're a Gxner)
[00:10.75] Uh, when I hit the show that hoe be going dark
[00:13.14] Then I grab the Rolls, I hit the road, that hoe be push to start
[00:15.78] Then I grab my pole, I'm with the smoke, I'm posted like a cart
[00:18.53] Once this choppa blow, I feel Van Gogh, I spray you into art
[00:21.12] Big knocker like a speaker in my right hand
[00:23.54] I be dropping all these bodies like a minute, man
[00:26.20] And I'm really good, your hoe wanna mention, man
[00:28.98] I be really catching bodies off of Instagram
[00:31.47] Dump his body, I'm posted up like a pro
[00:33.42] This an armed robbery, now shut up and give me more
[00:36.03] I'm at the morgue chopping, I like it more when they cold
[00:38.62] There's just no stopping, you're dying here on the road
[00:41.41] Watch his body go limp then I laugh
[00:43.79] Yes, you're dying and there's no strings attached
[00:46.41] Long strides, I'ma chase on your track
[00:49.03] Long knife, blood stains on my rag
[00:51.67] I get stupid with that tool
[00:52.85] I'm smoking hoes out like a juul
[00:54.12] It look like red dye in the pool
[00:55.32] And off the Oxy, I'ma drool
[00:56.68] I hope you rappers kick the stool
[00:57.99] Said, "I'm the king hoe, let me rule"
[00:59.20] Sneaking Xans right up in school
[01:00.53] I got nobody left to lose
[01:03.86] Takizava spilled your fucking blood
[01:07.37] Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
[01:10.40] Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
[01:13.03] Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
[01:16.48] Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
[01:19.38] I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
[01:22.26] She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
[01:25.43] When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
[01:28.33] B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
[01:31.64] I got Wock' up in my Sprite, I mix lean right up with ice
[01:34.27] And all my shots I aim to kill, when I shoot, I be precise
[01:37.45] What I cop came with a seal, so I'm pouring up a pint
[01:40.49] I remembered who stayed real, rest of y'all be switching sides
[01:43.48] Yeah, I just dropped a pill, it be fizzing in my soda
[01:46.63] Wockhardt, then grab the wheel, I can't drive right when I'm sober
[01:49.76] He be reaching, I can feel, so I put one in his shoulder
[01:53.10] Enemy nuke incoming, it's over
[01:55.47] Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
[01:58.68] Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
[02:01.61] Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
[02:04.67] Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
[02:07.50] I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
[02:10.55] She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
[02:13.74] When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
[02:16.65] B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
[02:20.47]
[00:10.75] Uh, when I hit the show that hoe be going dark
[00:13.14] Then I grab the Rolls, I hit the road, that hoe be push to start
[00:15.78] Then I grab my pole, I'm with the smoke, I'm posted like a cart
[00:18.53] Once this choppa blow, I feel Van Gogh, I spray you into art
[00:21.12] Big knocker like a speaker in my right hand
[00:23.54] I be dropping all these bodies like a minute, man
[00:26.20] And I'm really good, your hoe wanna mention, man
[00:28.98] I be really catching bodies off of Instagram
[00:31.47] Dump his body, I'm posted up like a pro
[00:33.42] This an armed robbery, now shut up and give me more
[00:36.03] I'm at the morgue chopping, I like it more when they cold
[00:38.62] There's just no stopping, you're dying here on the road
[00:41.41] Watch his body go limp then I laugh
[00:43.79] Yes, you're dying and there's no strings attached
[00:46.41] Long strides, I'ma chase on your track
[00:49.03] Long knife, blood stains on my rag
[00:51.67] I get stupid with that tool
[00:52.85] I'm smoking hoes out like a juul
[00:54.12] It look like red dye in the pool
[00:55.32] And off the Oxy, I'ma drool
[00:56.68] I hope you rappers kick the stool
[00:57.99] Said, "I'm the king hoe, let me rule"
[00:59.20] Sneaking Xans right up in school
[01:00.53] I got nobody left to lose
[01:03.86] Takizava spilled your fucking blood
[01:07.37] Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
[01:10.40] Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
[01:13.03] Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
[01:16.48] Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
[01:19.38] I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
[01:22.26] She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
[01:25.43] When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
[01:28.33] B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
[01:31.64] I got Wock' up in my Sprite, I mix lean right up with ice
[01:34.27] And all my shots I aim to kill, when I shoot, I be precise
[01:37.45] What I cop came with a seal, so I'm pouring up a pint
[01:40.49] I remembered who stayed real, rest of y'all be switching sides
[01:43.48] Yeah, I just dropped a pill, it be fizzing in my soda
[01:46.63] Wockhardt, then grab the wheel, I can't drive right when I'm sober
[01:49.76] He be reaching, I can feel, so I put one in his shoulder
[01:53.10] Enemy nuke incoming, it's over
[01:55.47] Yeah, I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
[01:58.68] Got, like, how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, hoe check my stats
[02:01.61] Off cocaine, can't keep the pace, I might just have a heart attack
[02:04.67] Like okay, you staying paid, ain't done a show since like Chiraq
[02:07.50] I can't play, these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
[02:10.55] She complain, I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
[02:13.74] When I spray, I aim for brains, no, I don't like to hurt when tap
[02:16.65] B.B. Simon on my waist and on my face I got a mask
[02:20.47]