Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keeping Pace, artist - Bandhunta IzzyDate of issue: 09.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Keeping Pace |
| How you keepin' peace? |
| without my peace no I can’t sleep |
| My lil pop it and he 'bout to creep I drop the I smell that pussy |
| Don’t want that seventeen no more, cause all my shit extended |
| Just like my bitch extensions |
| Nah you ain’t hangin' out with the gang I checked out your credentials |
| We use to beatin' on you niggas like you instrumentals |
| Nah I ain’t fakin' like I’m savage it’s just semi-mental |
| My hollow tip fly out the Glock I land it on your temple |
| I did that for my brother and yea I know that nigga dead |
| He was a head so ima on ya (rrrra) |
| We creepin' down like pedophiles we let that lead touch ya |
| Don’t got no love when I said «fuck ya» (fuck) |
| Whenever we talkin' 'bout slidin' bitch I’m head honcho (bitch i’m head honcho) |
| Whoever be on they side we need they head pronto (come here give me that) |
| Brody got no mind, that nigga went dead honchos |
| I know some hoovers come through your set like broncos |
| clip reloads |
| Stay on the line, free throw |
| Playing with metal, magneto |
| Bitch i’m a boss we ain’t equal |
| Spin on the block if I miss spin again for a sequel |
| Come in the gang I teach you, |
| Have things lookin' to eat ya |
| Glizzy be yelling like «preach it» |
| Clean up the block, go on the street with a sweeper |
| How you keepin' peace? |
| without my peace no I can’t sleep |
| My lil pop it and he 'bout to creep I drop the I smell that pussy |
| Don’t want that seventeen no more, cause all my shit extended |
| Just like my bitch extensions |
| Nah you ain’t hangin' out with the gang I checked out your credentials |
| We use to beatin' on you niggas like you instrumentals |
| Nah I ain’t fakin' like I’m savage it’s just semi-mental |
| My hollow tip fly out the Glock I land it on your temple |
| I did that for my brother and yea I know that nigga dead |
| He was a head so ima on ya (rrrra) |
| We creepin' down like pedophiles we let that lead touch ya |
| Don’t got no love when I said «fuck ya» (fuck) |
| Crease a nigga, hot iron |
| Burn his skin, Glock nine |
| Pull up on him, stop sign |
| Let it bark, rottweiler |
| We nail all the ops, ain’t no more smokin' that, we just stop violence |
| Niggas beefed on that, we caught him up close, and they got silent |
| We don’t do the internet, 40 to a nigga neck, shorty really into that |
| Get a nigga T wet, stretchin' like a V-neck, bullets gon reject |
| Pull up in a T-rex and I hit niggas D-reck, know its a G-check |
| Pussy we need that ain’t gon say nothin' back but just know that we seen that |
| How you keepin' peace? |
| without my peace no I can’t sleep |
| My lil pop it and he 'bout to creep I drop the I smell that pussy |
| Don’t want that seventeen no more, cause all my shit extended |
| Just like my bitch extensions |
| Nah you ain’t hangin' out with the gang I checked out your credentials |
| We use to beatin' on you niggas like you instrumentals |
| Nah I ain’t fakin' like I’m savage it’s just semi-mental |
| My hollow tip fly out the Glock I land it on your temple |
| I did that for my brother and yea I know that nigga dead |
| He was a head so ima on ya (rrrra) |
| We creepin' down like pedophiles we let that lead touch ya |
| Don’t got no love when I said «fuck ya» (fuck) |