Keep Your Distance (Explicit) - Ameer Vann
Lyrics by：Ameer Vann
Composed by：Ameer Vann/Daniel Tannenbaum/Sergiu Adrian Gherman/Tyler Reese Melenbacher/Craig Balmoris/Daniel Nathan Krieger/Bri Steves/Marius Feder
I don't like none of y'all n***as
Talking 'bout guns you ain't shot none of them b***hes
All I want hundreds and fifties
Pray I don't be the defendant 'cause n***as be telling
Nah it ain't none of my business
Took a lil' break now it's right back to the business
Smoke and I float through the ceiling
Way above all of these n***as
Shawty got class say she gon' f**k with a n***a
I really don't f**k with a n***a
Say he want beef wish good luck to the n***a
I don't get up for a million need at least five
Then we can talk about business
I feed an army of n***as
I'll get your momma to kill you
I know the cost of the business
It ain't no heart in these n***as it
Ain't no truth in them lyrics
It ain't no truth you can feel it it
Ain't no truth in you n***as
Shepherd messiah gotta reach higher
To see me diamonds is shinin'
Wonder if Stevie can see me
I'll turn your garden to Eden
I get my w**d from a demon
I'm smokin' with Jesus
I'll make the devil believe it
I ain't got friends for a reason
I don't like none of y'all n***as
I don't like none of y'all n***as stick on my body
Make sure you keepin' your distance
All of your people go missing prayin' to God
I keep the peace with these n***as
I'm bringin' Jesus to meet 'em reach for my cup
I will make sure you believe it
I smell the b***h in you n***as when n***as get shot
You'll find a b***h in a n***a
N***as get caught you'll find a snitch in a n***a
I ain't gon' sleep for a minute
I ain't no man I'm a menace
I ain't no man I'm a
Hol' up I'm a gentleman
Front row seat at the Wimbledon
Black Tom Hanks need a billion
No I can't speak to the middleman
Two white cups on my s**t again
Real big talk for a little man
You can get got for your dividends
Lil' n***as runnin' in your crib again
Comin' to the house like the mailman
Leanin' to the side like a kickstand
Diamonds on my wrist like a wristband
One shot leave 'em with a shitbag
Two shots leave 'em with a toe-tag
Three n***as looking for the d**e bag
Four pints sealed I'ma sip that
No I'm not trippin' on the next man 'cause
I don't like none of y'all n***as
I don't like none of y'all n***as stick on my body
Make sure you keepin' your distance
All of your people go missing swear to God
I don't like none of y'all n***as
I don't like none of y'all n***as stick on my body
Make sure you keepin' your distance
All of your people go missing swear to God
I don't like none of y'all n***as
I don't like none of y'all n***as
I don't like none of y'all n***as
I don't like none of y'all n***as
I don't like none of y'all n***as
