BabyTron - Keep Up lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron - Keep Up lyrics]
Same kid on that same mission
I just want a M
2019, Lando fucked around and found a gem
SB4L, if I'm down, I can count on them
Unkie on the weed man head
'cause he found a stem
Ball for every time the coach ain't let
Me step up on the court
The chopstick right here
What I'ma wrestle with you for?
Fire hazard when it's Stan around
He extra with the torch
Hoes want my chicken but I can't
Invest none in a whore
Sit and hoping karma don't catch me
From the shit I did we'll pull up painting
Make a mess like some little kids
Was thinking 'bout thе pape before my
First drool hit my bеd number one seat
I heard the opps still can't get a win
223, bet you fall if it hit yo ribs
Stop upping ten
I make that shit off of DistroKid
Got it out the mud
This the type of shit to rip yo Timbs
Walk in clutching on that bitch
You better fix that grin
I could let my soul bleed but I'ma talk shit
If you ever see my soles bleed
It's 'cause I walk drip
Fourteen hundred dollar spike walkers
These some boss kicks
Eighty, I be walking into Hutch
To buy a frost kit
Back then I feel like Meek
I was dream chasing
Three years later I caught up to him
Had to be patient
Even back then look in the mirror
I could see greatness
Used to go to sleep hungry
Now I wake up see Franklins
Now I wake up eating fancy shit
This some crème brûlée
No joke, if I press a button
I'ma end the game walking through the mall
I hope a YouTuber test this chain
Sick this bitch getting loud with me
Like her breath don't stank
When it come to foul play
My shooter get like Drummond
Knock you out of bounds if he
Catch you on that baseline
You know her face fine
I can't find her waist line
Told my bitch we working
We to Cali when it's play time
It's fucked up the person stab yo
Back be the closest to you
The oop a no no if you can't dunk
I can't throw it to you
762s have you leaning like a four up in you
I ain't have to throw the buffs on
To see the ho up in you
Really I'm the GOAT
I put it on my unborn son
Whenever I'm in Tennessee I wanna
Take a store run
They 'round when it's sunny
Never ever when the storm come
Walk in, diamonds do the dazzle
Leave a whore stunned
You ain't got it in you, yeah
I heard it but I never listen
They tell me go to college but
I always had a better vision
Look down when I talk at
You 'cause our levels different
160 on the dash, I'm pushing on the pedal
Tripping
You can't keep up, this a Demon, eat my dust
I'll pull up on you
Drop forty if you think you clutch
Newest Neiman Marcus with a punch
This shit free as fuck
Four finger four, I'ma fall asleep
I drank a cup huh, aye, ShittyBoyz
I just want a M
2019, Lando fucked around and found a gem
SB4L, if I'm down, I can count on them
Unkie on the weed man head
'cause he found a stem
Ball for every time the coach ain't let
Me step up on the court
The chopstick right here
What I'ma wrestle with you for?
Fire hazard when it's Stan around
He extra with the torch
Hoes want my chicken but I can't
Invest none in a whore
Sit and hoping karma don't catch me
From the shit I did we'll pull up painting
Make a mess like some little kids
Was thinking 'bout thе pape before my
First drool hit my bеd number one seat
I heard the opps still can't get a win
223, bet you fall if it hit yo ribs
Stop upping ten
I make that shit off of DistroKid
Got it out the mud
This the type of shit to rip yo Timbs
Walk in clutching on that bitch
You better fix that grin
I could let my soul bleed but I'ma talk shit
If you ever see my soles bleed
It's 'cause I walk drip
Fourteen hundred dollar spike walkers
These some boss kicks
Eighty, I be walking into Hutch
To buy a frost kit
Back then I feel like Meek
I was dream chasing
Three years later I caught up to him
Had to be patient
Even back then look in the mirror
I could see greatness
Used to go to sleep hungry
Now I wake up see Franklins
Now I wake up eating fancy shit
This some crème brûlée
No joke, if I press a button
I'ma end the game walking through the mall
I hope a YouTuber test this chain
Sick this bitch getting loud with me
Like her breath don't stank
When it come to foul play
My shooter get like Drummond
Knock you out of bounds if he
Catch you on that baseline
You know her face fine
I can't find her waist line
Told my bitch we working
We to Cali when it's play time
It's fucked up the person stab yo
Back be the closest to you
The oop a no no if you can't dunk
I can't throw it to you
762s have you leaning like a four up in you
I ain't have to throw the buffs on
To see the ho up in you
Really I'm the GOAT
I put it on my unborn son
Whenever I'm in Tennessee I wanna
Take a store run
They 'round when it's sunny
Never ever when the storm come
Walk in, diamonds do the dazzle
Leave a whore stunned
You ain't got it in you, yeah
I heard it but I never listen
They tell me go to college but
I always had a better vision
Look down when I talk at
You 'cause our levels different
160 on the dash, I'm pushing on the pedal
Tripping
You can't keep up, this a Demon, eat my dust
I'll pull up on you
Drop forty if you think you clutch
Newest Neiman Marcus with a punch
This shit free as fuck
Four finger four, I'ma fall asleep
I drank a cup huh, aye, ShittyBoyz