Keep It P pt 2 lyrics

We do not show any opp entertainment
In real life, y'all know who get spankings
We tryna go through they block, but it's vacant
Supposedly they on vacation
These n*ggas be on that same sh*t
Always gotta make a dollar 'fore the day end
I gotta stretch sh*t out the basement
We tryna shoot wherever they be hangin'
I'm awake for the uppy
Got this G on me, dare you to touch me
I'm in the raq wit' Blizzy, that's my muddy
And don't try to push up, I swear he give buckets
Why you lack for that b*tch who was suckin'?
If I see you flexin', I'm takin' like Dougie
.40 make him skinny, he was chubby
That n*gga mad 'cause his b*tch wanna f*ck me, glah

Why y'all do all this trollin'? When y'all don't do nun' to no one
It's gettin' hot man, I can't put this pole up
Bro's call, I always pick that phone up
Used to be wit' n*ggas, how you fold up?
But they losin', he shoulda chose us
He be duckin', come pay what you owe us
I wanna see what y'all do, come and show us
Y'all gonna feel all this pain, n*gga don't even worry
Look at how many I lost this year, then go look at how many y'all buried
sh*t not addin' up, but they go on IG and go put on a front
And I bet they can't show me no money
Y'all n*ggas actin', y'all keep pullin stunts?