Keep It Clear Lyrics – Kodak Black, Don Toliver

Read the complete Keep It Clear Lyrics by Kodak Black and Don Toliver along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kodak Black's music, you can also explore Lil Birdie and GTA, two other songs by Kodak Black.

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Shorty going on a hit, 'cause that's all he know
40 on me, blow this b!tch like a (??) nose
Young n!gga just got hit with that blick and that's all she wrote
They shot up the block party and the breeze, everybody was dropping, (??)
Hop in a tropical, I hop on the block then pop the top
Draw line and block, it's all for the cop, I see the Little White, you shot in the mouth
I wanna rock, yeah, I wanna rock, n!gga
I don't wanna talk, n!gga, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, yeah, I wanna rock, n!gga
I don't wanna talk, n!gga, I wanna rock
Pulling up in a Bentley, no one can see me, skid off in a Demon, ready to set
Came through speeding, listening to a CD, we taking Percocets
I'm the reason that everyone's scared, I'm the reason for all of their deaths
I'm the reason (??)

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Hey, n!gga, what you saying? What? Pick your man up
All these bands make you jump, get your head up what?
Cut those (??) off, yeah, everybody scared of us, us, us
Hey, n!gga, what you saying? What? Pick your man up
All these bands make you jump, get your head up
Cut those (??) off, yeah, everybody scared of us, us, us

[Verse 2: Don Toliver & Kodak Black]
First round of business, I went and got the blick, yeah
Second round of business, I went and got the sticky, yeah
Third round of business, she went and got the... shh, shh, shh
Don't let me crash out
I'll whoop your ass with my hands, I got high asset
I'm looking like a goat in here, but I'm a cash cow
They milk me out for everything when I got the racks out
These n!ggas out here snitching, high as the hell, you better

(Verso 3)
Let me in (Uh-uh)
Every name (Uh-uh)
Belvedere (Uh-uh)
When you're here (Uh-uh)
Keep it clear (Uh-uh)
Right wheel steering, baby, I can't hear (Get out!)
Riding through the cage, I almost hit a deer
Jumping in the whip like I commandeer
Call me Up-Her-Trunk, yes, I'm high, they fear
You say you a freak, put it on my beard
Pull up in that two-tone, that's kind of weird
Put it on the grill, know we like it seared
Know they moving wild, know he in NFL
Donnie moving wild like a Navy SEAL
Yeah, Donnie moving

(Verso 4 / Outro)
Shake sum', shorty in the strip club, I know she finna quake sum'
I'm a get a band out that b!tch, I'm finna make sum'
I'm a get a band out that b!tch, I'm finna make sum'
I'm a get a band

Let me in (Uh-uh)
Every name (Uh-uh)
Belvedere (Uh-uh)
When you're here (Uh-uh)
Keep it clear (Uh-uh)
Right wheel steering, baby, I can't hear

Hey, n!gga, what you saying? What? Pick your man up
All these bands make you jump, get your head up
Cut those PMs off, yeah, everybody scared of us