[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