[Intro: Keeta]
If I put that shit on it
If I put that shit on the gang
If I put that shit on the gang
Taking that to my grave
Know I'ma break my bread with the boys
Make sure we all paid

[Chorus : Keeta]
I'm with Dior, I'm with gang and we faded
Getting money going so many places
Don't know your name, I remember by faces
I keep my girl and my money adjacent
It's all about business I'm swearing to god
I'm cuttin' you off, but I'm hoping you make it
Swearin' he better, I'm swearin' he not
That boy ain't a shooter he been pump fakin'
I been shooting hah
Swear to god I been moving
Just bought a Glock, but I don't gotta shoot it
Call my lil' brother he gettin' right to it
Drop where you at, I'm like "What are you doing?"
They know that Keeta go out and he do it
I'm talking money and I'm talking fluent
What did you not understand about that
[Verse 1: Keeta]
You trying too hard
Pussy it's already wraps
Bitch don't cap on the gang when you rap
That shit gon' get you tapped
My evil twin that's reef
On the gang been running them laps
Hold up, wait, he might just take it from here

[Verse 2: Reef]
Bitch I'm man of the year
Turnt up off a 8 [?] disappear
Post up with that rod, bitch [?]
He dissin' lil' Keet, fuck the K 'till its clear
It's like I'm off a laxative, shit on my peers
C64 left a bitch in the rear
I popped my collar 'cause I paid outta tears
My bastard up boy, I'm surrounded out here
Yeah, yeah
Had you looking terrible
That shit that you dropped was unearable
In love with the money its marital
My boy caught a body in Conway
On the TV like "Momma he made it"
How it feel being the greatest
[Chorus : Keeta]
I'm with Dior, I'm with gang and we faded
Getting money going so many places
Don't know your name, I remember by faces
I keep my girl and my money adjacent
It's all about business I'm swearing to god
I'm cuttin' you off, but I'm hoping you make it
Swearin' he better, I'm swearin' he not
That boy ain't a shooter he been pump fakin'
I been shooting hah
Swear to god I been moving
Just bought a Glock, but I don't gotta shoot it
Call my lil' brother he gettin' right to it
Drop where you at, I'm like "What are you doing?"
They know that Keeta go out and he do it
I'm talking money and I'm talking fluent
What did you not understand about-

[Verse 3: Keeta]
Looking for you for a minute
But I found you, so boy you finished
Got ghost Glocks with the switches
At your spot meaning business
Boy you better come outside
'Cause we outside at your crib paying you a visit
Got too many Glocks ain't trippin'
Man I'm finna take aim and I'm [?]
[Chorus : Keeta]
I'm with Dior, I'm with gang and we faded
Getting money going so many places
Don't know your name, I remember by faces
I keep my girl and my money adjacent
It's all about business I'm swearing to god
I'm cuttin' you off, but I'm hoping you make it
Swearin' he better, I'm swearin' he not
That boy ain't a shooter he been pump fakin'
I been shooting hah
Swear to god I been moving
Just bought a Glock, but I don't gotta shoot it
Call my lil' brother he gettin' right to it
Drop where you at, I'm like "What are you doing?"
They know that Keeta go out and he do it
I'm talking money and I'm talking fluent