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Keep Going (HeadShots) Video (MV)




Performed By: Willow
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: YUSEF BENBENU




Willow - Keep Going (HeadShots) Lyrics




You got money we got money too
You got shooters we got shooters too

You got shooters in the streets (Huh)
Tell me where they be
I be right up on the block ain't nobody touching me
I be rolling with my Ricans
Leaving melons leaking
Blowing sticky when dey chiefing
Getting blaze every weekend (Whoo!)
Drama you don't want none
F*ck around touch one
Layed up in da crib getting head from my plus one
Back on some betta shit
F*cking wit a veteran
Head shots no competition
Betta den I ever been
Grime time leave'em on 7 clock prime time
Stretched out dont let dat money get you stressed out
My queen popping tags shopping bags getting decked out
Brand new Bonnie Clyde
Tell me you down to ride
Head shots head shots all I know is eye for eye
Coming for my spot young boi dats suicide
Put em in da air like doors dats suicide
A banga on da board hanging up dats crucified

Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep throwing
Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep going

You got shooters in the streets (Huh)
Tell me where dey be
I got bars for all your soldiers generals and chiefs
Head shots leave em scalped sending r.i.p.s
Anybody got a problem tell dem where I be (Whoo)
All up on ya block murdering da scene
Pop off like a fire arm skate off in da V
Only loud on da internet postin all your memes
I throw head shots at em get lullabied to sleep
Put money on it homie
Word to God you don't know me
Dey be plotting dey be scheming
Keep hating what's your reason
Live your best life
Live my best life
With my plus one
Dust of my shoulders and we on da run
Eating good sleeping good
Keep it hood timbz when I throw her wood
Still da same never change
Everybody knows I body flows
From da burbs to da barrios
Cash out and throw

Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep throwing
Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep going
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English

You got money we got money too
You got shooters we got shooters too

You got shooters in the streets (Huh)
Tell me where they be
I be right up on the block ain't nobody touching me
I be rolling with my Ricans
Leaving melons leaking
Blowing sticky when dey chiefing
Getting blaze every weekend (Whoo!)
Drama you don't want none
F*ck around touch one
Layed up in da crib getting head from my plus one
Back on some betta shit
F*cking wit a veteran
Head shots no competition
Betta den I ever been
Grime time leave'em on 7 clock prime time
Stretched out dont let dat money get you stressed out
My queen popping tags shopping bags getting decked out
Brand new Bonnie Clyde
Tell me you down to ride
Head shots head shots all I know is eye for eye
Coming for my spot young boi dats suicide
Put em in da air like doors dats suicide
A banga on da board hanging up dats crucified

Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep throwing
Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep going

You got shooters in the streets (Huh)
Tell me where dey be
I got bars for all your soldiers generals and chiefs
Head shots leave em scalped sending r.i.p.s
Anybody got a problem tell dem where I be (Whoo)
All up on ya block murdering da scene
Pop off like a fire arm skate off in da V
Only loud on da internet postin all your memes
I throw head shots at em get lullabied to sleep
Put money on it homie
Word to God you don't know me
Dey be plotting dey be scheming
Keep hating what's your reason
Live your best life
Live my best life
With my plus one
Dust of my shoulders and we on da run
Eating good sleeping good
Keep it hood timbz when I throw her wood
Still da same never change
Everybody knows I body flows
From da burbs to da barrios
Cash out and throw

Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep throwing
Head shots heads shots all I throw is head shots
Get my dollars head crack kill da bank and clear da pot
Keep going we go hard in da moment
Keep going
Get ya dollar keep going
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Writer: YUSEF BENBENU
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