No Keys

RJ always tripping man, RJ always tripping man

See the ‘ops, we spin the block just like a cd
Smoking on this peanut butter, nah this ain’t no Reese’s
We can’t talk about it nah, can’t nobody see these
Suv drop trop, Rannge truck, no keys

Can’t let ‘em know where I be, move discreet keep it lowkey
A couple plays right up the street, a couple O.T
Tryna get on yo feet? Come fuck wit’ me and get a low fee
How do you expect to turn two into three wit’ out no cheese

V lone did the Tee, I really fell in love with counting cash
I can’t let em catch me, nah got a 100 plus on the dash
3 gram wood got me coughing but I know that I won’t crash
Make the bag disappear nah I ain’t learn this in class

Yea this load came from the bay and every 1/8th came sealed in plastic
Fall down seven get up eight, can’t let em play me won’t let it happen
You hardly see me anymore ‘cause everyday I’m out In traffic
Tryna be my friend a couple days ago remember they was laughing

Been had money on my mind, lately been focused on these bands
My homies that don’t rap be in the kitchen wit the pots and pans
Couple of em might get to tripping and get to clapping like some fans
Feel like every time that I need chicken it just end up in my hands

See the ‘ops, we spin the block just like a cd
Smoking on this peanut butter, nah this ain’t no Reese’s
We can’t talk about it nah, can’t nobody see these
Suv drop trop, Rannge truck, no keys