Keep My Name Out lyrics

[Verse 1: King Lil G]
You better tell them that I need that
Better tell them that I need four pounds and a weed sack
On the phone, don't repeat that
Middle finger to these internet thugs on the keypad
b*tch, I'm feeling like I'm leaving earth
Took some money out my mother's purse
That's the day I knew I was cursed
Thinking about it, man I'm feeling worse
Number one, I never finish last
Gang member getting all the cash
Under pressure, and I never fold
Got stories that I never told
b*tch, I've been gang, gang, gang, gang
Little homies, you on the late train
Remember I was with so and so
f*cking all these hoes
Way before the fame
Then I got rid of a bucket
Went to look at some packs
I just got rid of a hundred
Talking about hundred and stacks
Talking about hundred and stacks
It was a hundred in fact

[Hook]
Keep my name out of your mouth
Cause the most of time you don't know what you talking about
I got some money you can count
If you need something to do
Keep my name out of your mouth
Cause the most of time you don't know what you f*cking talking about
I got some money you can count
If you need something to do, hey

[Verse 2: Rittz]
Keep taking shots at me, all you do bicker on that backboard
(Dawg, we don't play the sh*t)
All you ever do is sit talking sh*t when you get behind a laptop
(Internet gangster)
Internet bank though, I be pulling out the West Fargo
(You don't even have no account)
Over there got a card, doesn't bounce
It's an American Express, guess the limit is I could spend
(It ain't got no amount)
I could buy a bland new Y8 off the lot right now
(Homie, save that sh*t)
Believe when I seeing these sh*t, jump off of them bars
(sh*t, I'm riding in that MayBach b*tch)
Or a MayBack probably getting graveyard down of these Alano
(Homie, this is west side sh*t)
I got three side G throwing piece sign to my main hoe, I got women yelling (Peace out b*tch)
Clean outfit (Check)
New Gucci Vs (Check)
Want to hit the weed (Yeah)
I was out and dealing with the homies (What you bring back)
sh*t, I had to bring wax (I know you got the powder)
Got the strip wrap (Want to flip this sh*t)
Hell nah, it's Felicia, we can hit the white folks spot
Want to see a fine, dine piece, get her coat throat, we can both f*ck as she call (I don't call amnesia)
We the OGs of professional
When I'm f*cking your lady, it's feeling sexual
No connection, she just gave me head
And grooling all over the bland new leather sectional
I'm on the West River, King Lil G see a bunch of little me's, better tell them that it's nothing for this sh*t
Let the upper deck of a 747 jet, me and G made the bag, how much fifty we can get, yeahuh
[Hook]
Keep my name out of your mouth
Cause the most of time you don't know what you talking about
I got some money you can count
If you need something to do

Keep my name out of your mouth
Cause the most of time you don't know what you f*cking talking about
I got some money you can count
If you need something to do

Funny how they only really want you when you gone, when you gone
Funny how they only really f*cking with you when you on, onnn
Funny how they only want you when you gone, hey
Funny how they only really f*cking with you when you on