Keeper

[Intro: Feux]

Yo, it's me

It's the Feux with the YT

Yung Tolz, let's get it

Uh

Yeah

Listen

Lucid

Yep

Uh

[Verse 1: Feux]

Shinin' bright like a diamond

Nah I'm not Rihanna, got the spiritual power

Like my chakra got a seventh eye

Sooner go to heaven but, I'm a smart git

And I spit smart bars, I don't drive fast cars

And I don't buy a bus pass

If you want a zoot then I'll buss half

When I spit verses I glide to the stars

I think about my bars, I think about my dreams

My tactics strong like a fortress [?] prisons

So I guess this bitch, she my sorceress

So with my bars, I'll defeat these wack lyricists

Leaves lookin purple like an amеthyst

I'm an anarchist, soured like a can of piss

And the pay, what can I say

That it's gonna bе okay?

That I'm gonna get my payback?

Say that, do that, say what, say this

Don't tell me what to do

As I puff this cannabis

Clouds big, can't see through this mist

But I hope you get the gist, that I'll never fuckin' miss

Always on point, nah, I'll never fuckin' miss, yeah

Tola, you make this music and now all these boys think they can rap too, and they can't

Yung Tolz, lets get it, ah, woah

[Verse 2: YT]

Okay shorty said she like my wrist, that's a Tag Heuer

Drip like Mississippi you can call me Tom Sawyer (Tom Sawyer)

If you touch my jacket, you'll be hearing from my lawyer (From my lawyer)

She think she a keeper, baby you ain't Manuel Neuer

Find myself in the recently closed tabs

Went to link this ting, she smell like recently smoked fags

Oh, damn, YT got them so mad

"How does he get so many views when his music is so bad?" (His music's trash)

This jawn said that she love me, I don't think I'm in love with her

So much cash in my account, now I celebrate Hannukah (Now I'm Jew)

This is not a game, no, you cannot start over

So much money, now I celebrate Passover

Yeah, I was the one they would pass over

Staring at the clock like "What time is this class over?" ([?])

Playing cricket by the wicket, and I think it's the last over

Stuff was getting tough, so I just left it to Jehovah

I got the glitch, I'm on top of the map

You man need to stop with the cap, stop following that

These niggas just copy the cat

I'm off to the cheese like a rat

No rush, yeah I trippity-trap

Give 'em a slippery-slap

They sleepin', taking a nap

I told 'em "A tit for a tat"

This man got clipped

This man got eclipsed [?]

Came up from the trenches like the Battle of the Somme

She said what's that on my shirt

Told her Comme des Garçons

Left her on the wing like Heung-min Son

I cannot cuff you 'cause that isn't with my ethos

Chattin' on the net then I hit him with the DDOS

Can't you see the dosh, these ain't plain black Reeboks

Internet is crazy, man, I think I need a detox

Download speed's slow, so I think I need a seedbox

Shorty, she from Europe, but she don't listen to D-Block

I can't show my true colors, girl, you know I ain't a peacock (I ain't a peacock)

Yeah, I came up from the jungle like an Ewok (Star Wars)

Posted up in London, but the IP says Singapore

Had to block this girl, can't take no more

I'm an artist but I don't draw

You're at the motive, begging for draw

If online, it's out of stock

Buy it cash from the store, like

[Outro]

When I'm with her, she can't focus, she got ADHD

She want me to date her, I ain't AT&T (Data)

Shorty want my number, tell her "Hell no" (Hell no)

She thinks I'm in London, I'm on Melrose (I'm on [?])