DJ Khaled Ft. Lil Durk X 21 Savage X Roddy Ricch – Keep Going Lyrics
Intro: DJ Khaled & Lil Durk
We the Best Music (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Another one (Yeah-yeah, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm)
DJ Khaled
Verse 1: Lil Durk
He a bitch, he running, he screaming for help, we gon’ get him as soon as he tired (Yeah)
I seen bitches get over they feelings for niggas some hours after he died
Half the city be bap, the niggas who rap be cap, the niggas be lying
I told bro’nem, “On foenem (Yeah), the feds bе watching the live” (Foenеm)
And I’m pushin’ P, beefing with my Drac’, I’m Pusha T
I go to Phlavz when I’m in Chicago, my brother the owner, I’m eating for free
I brought a million in cash around, so stop telling niggas you bigger than me (Bigger than me)
I’m getting money, he getting money, feel like Big Meech and Southwest T (Man, what?)
I’m with Khaled Khaled, throw your hood up, bitch, you ’bout it, ’bout it (Throw your hood up)
Need that ‘Rari truck, put me on that list, I gotta have it
And I wanna see Cardi and Nicki (What else?)
In the city, I ride with my blicky (What else?)
How you mad she be popping her titties? (What else?)
How you mad I pop prescription? (What else?)
How you mad I’m on the block with gremlins? (What else?)
War time, don’t sit by the window (What else?)
This a Patek, this not a Cartier, time is different
Chorus: Roddy Ricch, Lil Durk & DJ Khaled
Man, what? (Man, what? Man, what?)
Keep going (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
This a wide body, these ain’t stocks though
He ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it, where your chop’ go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning on repeat
He spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning, can’t even breathe, ayy
We on the streets, better call on G-O-D, ayy
This a wide body, these ain’t stocks though
He ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it, where your chop’ go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning on repeat
Verse 2: 21 Savage
Woah, Rari’ squat low to the flow, wake up, hustle all I know
Rolex cost a hundred times four
I’m from the bottom, I used to be poor
Half a milli’, you want me to choke
My car haunted, I’m driving a Ghost
I told the chauffeur pick up a ho, she like, “Bae I can’t open the door”
Too much smoke, the bulletproof the only car I slide in
Moving casket, bought a ‘Cat and that’s the car he died in (21)
Court system in my bedroom, only place I lied in (21)
I took a Hollywood bitch to Starlight and I got head at the drive-in (21)
Chop a nigga block like a tight end (Straight up)
Say you a stepper, who died then? (Pussy)
Niggas in the middle get boxed in (21)
We don’t cry ’bout it, we go spin (21)
Pateks ain’t shit, I got ten (21)
I make money, I don’t make friends (21)
Can’t get with it, they’ll hate then (21)
Everybody G.O.A.T.s, I’m an ape then (21)
You the type to walk up, cray saying (21)
I’ma buy a house with the lake then (21)
You wanna save these thot hoes (21)
You can get put on a cape then (21)
Chorus: Roddy Ricch, Lil Durk & DJ Khaled
Man, what? (Man, what? Man, what?)
Keep going (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
This a wide body, these ain’t stocks though
He ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it, where your chop’ go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning on repeat
He spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning, can’t even breathe, ayy
We on the streets, better call on G-O-D, ayy
This a wide body, these ain’t stocks though
He ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it, where your chop’ go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning on repeat
