Keep It Tucked

[Chorus]
You outside, better keep it tucked
'Cause my niggas come through, leave you outta luck
Thirty sticks and berettas leave a nigga stuck
I come through with Skottie, everybody duck
'Ooters crazy, they don't give no fucks
Got love for the Babiiiez, might slide with the Cuz
And this shit you could die just because
You gotta stay with the knocka

[Verse]
Bro tryna bend, do it proper
OMBK, we opp spotters
Like, spot a OB nigga we gon' drop him
They is not tweakin', tell them niggas stop it
Bendin' with [?] they aim like a [?]
Park in VD you gon' hear a few shots
All that R2R shit really shot, them niggas kids
White Savv in the air, niggas drid
Bro let off shots he gon' shoot like he Wick
When shh got shot, lemme know what they did
Free Blitz, bro still doin' that bid
We was in the stu' havin' fun, gettin' high, smokin' opps tryna make a hit
LP Da Sleeze for bro we do it big
Get some bread and get a couple fits
Them niggas broke, they can't do it like this
Smokin' Jah, I'm like, damn, why he shootin' like this?
Smokin' Gunna he died, he got boomed with his grip
Loser, should've backed out, let it flick
Boomer, chest shot, he in a spliff
If we miss guarantee we gon' bend through again
Don't forget, shit is not sweet for the 10
We bend the 10 we tryna hit a ten, or his neck
[?], all that shit get bent
Call up Bari he down to do it for the set
If he Wooo he get sent to the stars
Call up Baby Gee, he might slide through with Mar
Couple 'ooters in Garvey, shout out Saune
Try to bend we gon' leave him disarmed
And we always alert, I told bro watch that car
Tryna front he will not make it far
Beam on the glizz send him right to God
Smokin' Nay got me up on Mars
WAG Gang K, they always wanna diss
Like, lil Nunnie always on our dick
Yeah I be outta state, I could still get them hit
We gon' park in Linden tryna make a spliff
Yeah I be outta state, I could still get them hit
We gon' park in Linden tryna make a spliff

[Chorus]
You outside, better keep it tucked
'Cause my niggas come through, leave you outta luck
Thirty sticks and berettas leave a nigga stuck
I come through with Skottie, everybody duck
'Ooters crazy, they don't give no fucks
Got love for the Babiiiez, might slide with the Cuz
And this shit you could die just because
You gotta stay with the knocka