Keep Your Distance Lyrics

Yeah

Real eastside shit

Suade

Bitch

Get back

Get back

Yeah yeah get back

Hoe

Yeah

Take a step and you can see

Where I be coming next

I don't need your two cents bitch

I know I'm a mess

I been swerving drinking forty's

Got her lips around my dick

I Pull it over let her know that

We gone handle right quick

Ima a hundred rounds down then I'm out

Put you in the ground

That just goes to show you mother fuckers

Not to come around

I be rolling loud with my hounds

Ever side of town

Load the clip without a sound

I'm chambering another round

I've been rolling through Veg

And that's a fact

They hit my phone when I'm alone

You know exactly where I'm at

We be creeping with the blade

Bitch you know I be always strapped

Unless your trynna bleed to death

Then I suggest you get back

Yeah

Take a look and you can see

Where I be coming from

In the slums with the gun

Aimed and pointed at your moms

I don't do this shit to make a point

I do it just for fun

Smoking blunts until the moon

Has been melted by the sun yeah

Let the bullet graze by they face

I didn't come to play

I just came to lay

Every mother fucker in a grave

Everything that I have ever done

To try get the safe

You can play it safe till the day

You get in my way

If you acting stupid

You gone get whacked no cap

If you talking shit

Or messing with my bag

I be posted with some locos

Eating tacos in the trap

If you trynna stay alive

Then I suggest you get back