[Intro: JRoBBiN]
Jrobbin, Got my n***a Blaze with me
Take a n***a b**h
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Just Keep it on da low, look
So what, so what, so what, so
[Hook: JRoBBiN]
Keep it on the da, Keep it on da low
Your boyfriend ain't gotta know
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Your boyfriend ain't gotta know
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Ain't no body gotta know girl
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Say you got a boyfriend so what?
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, No!
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, Nope!
Girl keep it on da low
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, Nope!
He ain't gotta know, What?
Girl Keep it on da low
[Verse 1: JRoBBiN]
Two girls with me
Both in a relationship
Boyfriend in the back seat
But he ain't really saying sh**
Drop that n***a off now we headed to the liquor store, Liquor store
More liquor will only make me lick her more
I've always been that n***a
And fake n***as hate it
See b**hes always tripping but never be on vacation
Knock, Knock, See JRoBBiN at your front door
She ask me do I love her, Thank god I ain't pinochio
No s**a sh**, f** her sh**, s** a dick with the pucker lips
Spitting like I'm tupacalypse, 2Pac resurrection
Ya'll can't get like me
On this k** beef spree
Kayne made Jesus walk
But I got the devil on these its like
Damn I feel like Pacquiao in the ring with the featherweight
Three things I give no f**s about
Snakes, Fakes, and yesterday
5'8, but I ball like I'm 8'6
f**ed your b**h
Nothing was the same
On some Drake sh**!
[Hook]
Keep it on the da, Keep it on da low
Your boyfriend ain't gotta know
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Your boyfriend ain't gotta know
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Ain't no body gotta know girl
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Say you got a boyfriend so what?
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, No!
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, Nope!
Girl keep it on da low
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, Nope!
He ain't gotta know, What?
Girl Keep it on da low
[Verse 2: Fred Blaze]
I f** with you girl, but keep it on the low-key
You f**ing with a fly n***a smoking OG
A couple Benjamin Franklins up in my pocket
Bad b**hes she from the tropics
And know I'm the trending topic
Like wa**up with it I ball out
Put it in you make you fall out
Shorty can't get nothing from me but a nut from me when we fall out
Cause I gotta stay on that grind sh**
I work her out like a 9-6
Shorty give me that face time like a 5c, iPhone this like
Paper chase, Only care what that paper think
Always up in some Ralph Lauren
And my j**elry ugly like Flavor-Flave
Every day I'm in some new stuff
She see me flexin' so guaranteed she gon' chose us
[Hook]
Keep it on the da, Keep it on da low
Your boyfriend ain't gotta know
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Your boyfriend ain't gotta know
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Ain't no body gotta know girl
Keep it on da low, Keep it on da low
Say you got a boyfriend so what?
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, No!
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, Nope!
Girl keep it on da low
He ain't gotta know, What?
He ain't gotta know, Nope!
He ain't gotta know, What?
Girl Keep it on da low
[Outro: Fred Blaze]
He ain't gotta know if you f**ing with me shorty
We could keep it on the low-key like a midget door
Lets go, Jrobbin, It's Blaze, Lets get it