For you I'm riding
We gettin that paper
Since a young nigga nah I ain't never been no hater
Own lane own thang
In my own lane do my own thang dripping baby kickin flava
Liking my style yea huh
Liking my style yea know that a young nigga sweeter than maple
Heeyyy yeeaaah
It's yungin lil nigga you know that I ride with a pistol
Yeeaaa
Aye
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
We gettin that paper
Since a yung nigga nahh I ain't never been no hater
In my own lane do my own thang drippin baby kickin flava
Say she likin my style yea know that a yung nigga sweeter than maple
I got sauce let drip with no ladle
Oh you mad cause I'm keepin it playa
I can smell envy all in the air
We can't beef bout no bitch that gangsta
Supposed to been like my dawg nie you changin
I'm The Godfather to yo lil baby
Runnin through that back door tryna snake me
Can't even fathom this shit gettin crazy
It be yo family tryna lay you on pavements
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
One late night we ridin hittin these licks
He was lackin I gave my clip
Loaded fully with hollows that rip
Got magazines boy we headlining him
We came back with that pack it was lit
Had to secure the package fedex
Baggin ounces straight off the brick
It's a breakdown my nigga let's get it
Hol up wait now the plot gettin sticky
Left his prints on a throw away blicky
Gettin questioned say they got a witness
He went fed started tellin the business
It be your dawg
It be your dawg
The f*ck do be up with up these niggas
Gotta watch yo homie like dirk say
We came from the trenches
Just be mindin my business stackin this chicken
Give a f*ck bout these niggas
Kept it solid with gang ain't no switchin
I stayed down and that's from the beginning
Don't got trust can't be doin no business
I turn sour that day I ain't livin
Cross my heart to the lord ima give it
Told my niggas let's get to these benjis
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
BMM Yungin - Keep it solid Lyrics
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For you I'm riding
We gettin that paper
Since a young nigga nah I ain't never been no hater
Own lane own thang
In my own lane do my own thang dripping baby kickin flava
Liking my style yea huh
Liking my style yea know that a young nigga sweeter than maple
Heeyyy yeeaaah
It's yungin lil nigga you know that I ride with a pistol
Yeeaaa
Aye
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
We gettin that paper
Since a yung nigga nahh I ain't never been no hater
In my own lane do my own thang drippin baby kickin flava
Say she likin my style yea know that a yung nigga sweeter than maple
I got sauce let drip with no ladle
Oh you mad cause I'm keepin it playa
I can smell envy all in the air
We can't beef bout no bitch that gangsta
Supposed to been like my dawg nie you changin
I'm The Godfather to yo lil baby
Runnin through that back door tryna snake me
Can't even fathom this shit gettin crazy
It be yo family tryna lay you on pavements
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
One late night we ridin hittin these licks
He was lackin I gave my clip
Loaded fully with hollows that rip
Got magazines boy we headlining him
We came back with that pack it was lit
Had to secure the package fedex
Baggin ounces straight off the brick
It's a breakdown my nigga let's get it
Hol up wait now the plot gettin sticky
Left his prints on a throw away blicky
Gettin questioned say they got a witness
He went fed started tellin the business
It be your dawg
It be your dawg
The f*ck do be up with up these niggas
Gotta watch yo homie like dirk say
We came from the trenches
Just be mindin my business stackin this chicken
Give a f*ck bout these niggas
Kept it solid with gang ain't no switchin
I stayed down and that's from the beginning
Don't got trust can't be doin no business
I turn sour that day I ain't livin
Cross my heart to the lord ima give it
Told my niggas let's get to these benjis
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
We gettin that paper
Since a young nigga nah I ain't never been no hater
Own lane own thang
In my own lane do my own thang dripping baby kickin flava
Liking my style yea huh
Liking my style yea know that a young nigga sweeter than maple
Heeyyy yeeaaah
It's yungin lil nigga you know that I ride with a pistol
Yeeaaa
Aye
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
We gettin that paper
Since a yung nigga nahh I ain't never been no hater
In my own lane do my own thang drippin baby kickin flava
Say she likin my style yea know that a yung nigga sweeter than maple
I got sauce let drip with no ladle
Oh you mad cause I'm keepin it playa
I can smell envy all in the air
We can't beef bout no bitch that gangsta
Supposed to been like my dawg nie you changin
I'm The Godfather to yo lil baby
Runnin through that back door tryna snake me
Can't even fathom this shit gettin crazy
It be yo family tryna lay you on pavements
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
One late night we ridin hittin these licks
He was lackin I gave my clip
Loaded fully with hollows that rip
Got magazines boy we headlining him
We came back with that pack it was lit
Had to secure the package fedex
Baggin ounces straight off the brick
It's a breakdown my nigga let's get it
Hol up wait now the plot gettin sticky
Left his prints on a throw away blicky
Gettin questioned say they got a witness
He went fed started tellin the business
It be your dawg
It be your dawg
The f*ck do be up with up these niggas
Gotta watch yo homie like dirk say
We came from the trenches
Just be mindin my business stackin this chicken
Give a f*ck bout these niggas
Kept it solid with gang ain't no switchin
I stayed down and that's from the beginning
Don't got trust can't be doin no business
I turn sour that day I ain't livin
Cross my heart to the lord ima give it
Told my niggas let's get to these benjis
Can you keep it solid
Ride for your niggas ball in your hand don't drop it
Stand on your ten yea when them niggas wildin
Clutchin your fire all cause that paranoia
Yea cause that paranoia
Yea can you keep it solid
Honor your dawg baby in the code of silence
If we both get jammed up you gone do that timin
Nigga we locked in so for you I'm riding
For you I'm riding
Writer: BMM Yungin
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