[Intro]
(They gatekeeping on you; I'm worried about you, RiTchie)
(Oh, oh, oh)
N***as think we ain't know that? (They gatekeeping on you)
N***as think we ain't know that?
(Oh, oh)

[Chorus]
N***as think we ain't know that
Always tryna keep the gate, you can hold that
Like a n***a won't blow past
On the same shit, now you paint it as throw back
You a little kid for that (They gatekeeping on you)
N***as think we ain't know that?
Tryna hold the gate like a n***a won't blow past

[Verse]
I ain't playing that "See, I was on that before"
He got shit all up his sleeve, like a n***a struck gold
I seen n***as hold out they knees, start to buckle and fold
Tried to keep it all to himself, it's all too much to hold
The way he plot it, you'd think he was going to war
If you keep it all in, you'd think he'd boil up and explode
Get it out your noggin these things, we ain't comin' to poach
Is that how you want it? Just "Me, me myself" all alone?
"It's not how it seems, I don't wanna be lone"
"Just pay your homage, just please, I ain't got that before"
Bro, it's not like they creepin' on you
[Outro]
(Oh, oh)
N***as think we ain't know that? (They gatekeeping on you)
On the same shit now you paint it as a throwback
N***as think we ain’t know that? (They gatekeeping on you)
Tryna hold the gate like a n***a won't blow past
N***as think we ain't know that? (They gatekeeping on you)
On the same shit now you paint it as a throwback
N***as think we ain't know that? (They gatekeeping on you)
Tryna hold the gate like a n***a won't–, n***a won't–