Never Slip by Keen Streetz Lyrics

Quote from the song “Never Slip” by Keen Streetz

Haaaaa
Rowdy (Woo)
I told my niggas never slip up, grip up
Keep that shit from your hip up, don't slip up (Haaa)
Jahlil beats, holla at me
Know what I mean?

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Never Slip”

• Featuring: Rowdy Rebel
• Produced: Jahlil Beats
• Written: Rowdy Rebel, Keen Streetz
• Recorded At: New York
• Release Date: February 2, 2017

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Never Slip” Released in 2017

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[Intro: Rowdy Rebel]

Haaaaa
Rowdy (Woo)
I told my niggas never slip up, grip up
Keep that shit from your hip up, don't slip up (Haaa)
Jahlil beats, holla at me
Know what I mean?

[Verse 1: Rowdy Rebel]

I'm still that same nigga in the pictures with my niggas (In the pictures with my niggas)
Papparazzi watchin', keep your head up don't just slip up (Keep your head up don't just slip up)
Don't you let up
Watch these bitches, watch the setup (Haaa)
Don't fuck the check up on these bitches tell 'em catch up (Haaa)
Came from the hard knocks, a nigga didn't have shit (I ain't have shit)
Raised by my pops, not my moms, I'm still a bastard (I'm still a bastard)
I had to steal gold chains just to get some cash quick (Just to get some cash quick)
Lil bro want a J, oh so I snatched it (Boy I snatched it)
'Cause livin' in the jungle was a rumble when I lasted (Woo)
'Cause we don't like to rumble (Woo)
With that .40 and I blast it (Woo)
Still don't karate, I don't know gymnastics (Woo)
Bitch I know that bag right and that .40 make him backflip (Rraaa)
Rowdy, bitch I'm 'bout that action (I'm 'bout that action)
If you gon' say, "Rowdy", make sure you say, "What's crackin'?" (Ayo C)
Here your back snappin', no days relaxin'
See, niggas lurkin'
I hear niggas chattin' (Niggas chattin')
Hatin' in they comments when I write my captions (Write my captions)
But they gon' look sorry when I cop that Aston (Skurt skurt)
Oh when I cop that 'Rari (Woo)
Pull up to your party
Dookie brown diamond wrists, lookin' like Bacardi (Lookin' like Bacardi)
Still chargin' to the game, you know they gon' charge me (You know they gon' charge me)
But niggas never play because they know I got a army (Haaa)
GS9 the army (Haaa)
And niggas can't harm me (Bow)
They told me, "Keep calm", but they know they can't calm me (Bow bow)
The day I got locked my lil' mans was trynna warn me (Bow bow bow bow)
The block was too hot, and he knew I had it on me

[Verse 2: Keen Streetz]

Rraaa
On me (Yeah)
Bitch I got it on me (On me)
Can't really hoop without it (Nah)
Gotta keep it on me (On me)
Told that lil' pussy, "Leap if you feelin' froggy" (Leap)
Watch me disect him when I hit him with this .40 (Glllllttttt)
Headshot, headshot when I lift it off me
Hit him with another shot just to get him off me (Bah bah bah)
GTS the army (Army), GS9 the army (Army)
Backin' up some shit, look like I got it from the army (Glllttt glllttt)
I ain't with that talkin' (Nah)
I ain't with that chattin' (Nah)
I'll show you what that MAC do (Yeah) when it get to clappin' (Bah)
We ain't with the rappin' (Bah)
Bitch we 'bout that action (Action)
30 rounds and a .40 to gun him like a fraction (Woo)
Hol' that lil' tough tough, niggas better save some (Save it)
Oh I put a hot one right there

[?]

(Boom)
Still owe me for the money, everyday I crave that (Yeah)
New whips, new chains, like I brought the slaves back (Bah)
Heard them niggas hatin' on me (Grra grra grra)
Tell 'em it's the payback
Treat the gun like my son
You know I gotta raise that (Raise that)
I ain't trynna hear you out
Miss me with the

[?]

(Fuck outta here)
Block got the FN
Shit'll make him moonwalk (Shit'll make him moonwalk)
Puc home on parole
He still let the tool off (Yeah)
Hammer's still hot
Pistol whip you to a cooler (Woo)
Sun up to sun down (Yeah)
Hustled on the late nights (Yeah)
Out there was

[?]

(Yeah yeah)
Had to get the cake wrapped
Lettin' off a couple shots, make a nigga take flight
Put the red beam in his face like break lights (Aaaaa)