Keep ‘Em Comin’

By Gunna Dee

On The SN1 Folder

Released on November 28, 2015

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[Intro]


[Verse 1: Gunna Dee]

Strapped up with a big strap

Before rap music, looking like I did rap

I make tap music, I can make a bitch tap

Pigs tap phones, one big trap

Rapping but I still live the gutter life

Cut a nigga for that butter, that's a butter knife

These bitches act crazy

Pussies everywhere, like they're Crazy Cat Lady

Didn't know about vision, I would visualise

Thought about prison, they weren't living nice

But I thought about living nice

So anything about money, I weren't thinking twice

Everything 'bout money in their conversations

Except for money, everything's in moderation

On the strip like I had the slags stripping

Flip, I put the money that I had flipping

Swag dripping of course, dripping with sauce

On the pills, driving through the hood, whipping a horse

I do it, did it by force

Gotta do shit yourself, they can't give you your balls

If it's us in the place, better give an applause

Forever buss in her face and make her get an abortion

Touch base, then I touch bass

Then I give 'em the course

Think the street's cracked

The streets need me, I need the streets back

Drop bangers, then I take a seat

Take a back seat, then I just take my seat back

Pussy niggas got a death wish

Got killers floating round like dead fish


[Hook: Gunna Dee]

I keep 'em coming (bangers)

I keep 'em coming

I keep them coming

Keep them bangers coming (bangers)

We keep 'em coming

We keep 'em coming

We keep them coming

Keep them bangers coming


[Verse 2: Giggs]

Man like

Better watch your fingers, nigga, man bite

Ripping in them ringers and we bang bikes

This that silly nigga shit the gang's like

If we get this winning niggas man might

Probably get the ting and let them man's ride

Spin it, then we skin it, nigga, man's like

Spin a nigga, spin a nigga, man's hyped

Ever been that nigga on a man's mic?

Wanna come and get you on your man's life

Come and go and get 'em with your hands tied

And you can't even afford it and you bang time

Can't even afford that little gang crime

But you're a gully motherfucker and you bang 9s

But now you're kind of walking on them landmines

But God's on a man's side when a man's blind

Gang wars

Couple drug dealers, couple gang lords

Fuck it, let me talk about the album

I'm 'bout to get 'em ready for the landlord

I charge a little fucker £20,000

Cause they know that it's the shutters when a man tours

I'm feeling like a motherfucking mountain

And these bitches got me looking like a man whore

Man down

Tell them man watch this little nigga's man's mouth

And my hands round these little niggas, hands down

Man's south

Gotta hand it to Ricky, yeah, them man's down

Gotta hand it to Ghetto, yeah, them man's down

If a man takes the mickey, that's a man down

Man takes the mickey, that's a man down


[Hook: Gunna Dee]

I keep 'em coming (bangers)

I keep 'em coming

I keep them coming

Keep them bangers coming (bangers)

We keep 'em coming

We keep 'em coming

We keep them coming

Keep them bangers coming