Cappin lyrics - Chief Keef
Aye man, you know how I'm rockin'
You know what I'm sayin', cutoff stockings
All designer man get your grind up you know
I got a Breitling for the timer that ain't nun new, you know what I'm sayin'
But all these motherfuckin' Margiela shoes I bought is for me cappin' you know what I'm saying?
I'm cappin' shoes cost about 10
Hundred-dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty
Dragin', racin' in traffic
Bitches say they're bad bitches, weak bitches average
I'm capping
(Hey) Cap
(Hey) Cap
(Hey) Cap
I'm cappin'
(Hey, hey) Blood Cap
This for Blood and Cap
Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap
This for Cap this for Blood, ridin' 'round with my thud
G-L-O G-A-N-G we not with that giving up
Don't expect me to give you hug
Bullets coming fill you up
Oreo Double-Stuffed, nigga get yo feelings hurt
Boy, I got that Pizza Hut, Giordanos which one you want?
Get that Grezielda Blanco like
"Aye, little Pablo, where the fuck ya goin'?"
In the club froze I bought the bar I don't even want it
I don't drink no alcohol I be drinking that lean I'm snoring
I'm cappin' shoes cost about 10
Hundred-dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty
Dragin', racin' in traffic
Bitches say they're bad bitches, weak bitches average
I'm capping
(Hey) Cap
(Hey) Cap
(Hey, hey) Cap
(Hey) I'm cappin'
(Hey, hey) Blood Cap
This for Blood and Cap
Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap
Gambino grab my meat roll
Aye Tadoe grab my K doe
Aye Justo make sure Benji straight, folks think he in Barbados
Niggas wanna try me let the K blow
WTF Chief Sosa waiting for?
Got pink birds lookin' like Flamingos
She dust my shoes off like I'm Fabo
Keep racks in my pockets everyday tho
Inna cap center and I'm capping spending all the Play-Doh
Choppa have him boppin' like he dancin' with Kemo
Off the car lot I'm smashing I'm riding like an A-hole
Remember on the block shooting up niggas Limos
Now my birthday is every damn day tho
Wonder how I got the racks in my jeans?
'Cause I be working every day though
I'm cappin' shoes cost about 10
Hundred-dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty
Dragin', racin' in traffic
Bitches say they're bad bitches, weak bitches average
I'm capping
(Hey) Cap
(Hey) Cap
(Hey, hey) Cap, (hey)
I'm cappin'
(Hey, hey) Blood Cap
This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap
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Unstoppable lyrics - Chief Keef
My leather so soft, shells so hard
You wanna be a boss nigga go hard
Call me little glo I come through and dim your yard
I got coco baby like damn so hard
Go in my closet pick some straps out the arsenal
I got on Trues but these bullets fly like envelops
Blood Gang ride through hop out like what's poppin' though?
I'm a blade call me Sosa Snipes Unstoppable
Tadoe in the cut, Slick on the roof though
Lay these bullets on yo ass straight sumo
I'm smoking on this Tooka I'm on Pluto
I be doing me I ain't worried 'bout where you go
You gotta run a couple loops for the loot
Get in yo car make it do what it do
I ran through 2 milli but it's cool
I be stirring up that money making music
Off that Don't like and Love Sosa too
Play Faneto in the club they go coo-coo
I'm like Bang, smoking Cali but with Snoop
I'm from Chiraq but Cali what it do?
My leather so soft, shells so hard
You wanna be a boss nigga go hard
Call me little glo I come through and dim your yard
I got coco baby like damn so hard
Go in my closet pick some straps out the arsenal
I got on Trues but these bullets fly like envelops
Blood Gang ride through hop out like what's poppin' though?
I'm a blade call me Sosa Snipes Unstoppable
Sosa Wesly Snipes got the blade
Sosa GloMan got the shades
You know I'm from Chiraq got the K
I got Kool-Aid, lemonade
Only green I eat is broccoli
With some cheese get it out the way
All these fuck niggas mocking me
I'm like please move up out the way
Police walking up on me I be blowing smoke
In they face
Wanna lock me up 'cause I got dope shit is gay
I be with that disrespectful shit any day
Try me I'mma let the Tec blow anyway
My leather so soft, shells so hard
You wanna be a boss nigga go hard
Call me little glo I come through and dim your yard
I got coco baby like damn so hard
Go in my closet pick some straps out the arsenal
I got on Trues but these bullets fly like envelops
Blood Gang ride through hop out like what's poppin' though?
I'm a blade call me Sosa Snipes Unstoppable
Superheroes lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. A$AP Rocky)
[Chief Keef:]
By myself 'cause these niggas yes men
Bitch I'm Almighty Sosa Batman
Know I got my Smith & Wesson
That be my illegal weapon
I'm off this Earth I feel like Superman
Cocky like He-Man, cut like Wolverine
Come through yo' block like Green Goblin
Wetting shit up Spider-Man
Come through your block, ay
Like Batman with a Glock, ay
Red beams on the gun bitch, Cyclops, ay
Wonder Woman, I name my watch, ay
I got my heat, I feel like He-Man
Bought Sandman to the beach so bitch I'm Seaman, ay
I got a cold from all this ice man, ay
Don't make me flash my fuckin' pipe man, ay
I'm Spider-Man, my uncle got killed off white man
Come through your block, Star Wars with the shots
Daredevil with a cane 'cause I'm shootin' like I'm blind, ay
Smokin' Liu Kang kush, Sub-Zero, the whole nine, ay
Now I'm feelin' like I'm walkin' dead bitch, Sosa Rick Grimes
By myself 'cause these niggas yes men
Bitch I'm Almighty Sosa Batman
Know I got my Smith & Wesson
That be my illegal weapon
I'm off this Earth I feel like Superman
Cocky like He-Man, cut like Wolverine
Come through yo' block like Green Goblin
Wetting shit up Spider-Man
[A$AP Rocky:]
Flacko order quarter coke straight from Sosa man
That's that soda, eyes the color of Coca-Cola cans
Green like Cloverland, everyday I'm blowin' grams
Everything is purple, guess I am the Joker then
Life's a game of poker, tell that nigga "Show your hand"
I'm pullin' cards, I think it's time you niggas fold again
Told you soldiers with the scope I show attack
Told you, blow you, john-doe you then
Now nobody know the man, damn
From rippin' the Benz
Flippin' the rims, flippin' a fifth to a gram
Now I get in advance, I'm rich again
Switchin' more bitches in France
We ain't rapin' hoes, but we we out here cookie stealin'
You Captain Save-A-Hoe, nigga I'm the pussy villain
Spider-Man, Peter Parker, I'm like Peter Pan
Treat my opps like Cyclops if I see the man
Wolverine in skinny jeans, diamonds Billy Jean
They tap dance, the Batman is a black man
[Chief Keef:]
By myself 'cause these niggas yes men
Bitch I'm Almighty Sosa Batman
Know I got my Smith & Wesson
That be my illegal weapon
I'm off this Earth I feel like Superman
Cocky like He-Man, cut like Wolverine
Come through yo' block like Green Goblin
Wetting shit up Spider-Man
Singing To The Cheese lyrics - Chief Keef
Hopped on the road and let's go get that money
I pull up hopped out and I'm smoking on Chronic
Explain this to me boy how you allergic to money?
You can't be allergic to them 50s and 100s
I pull up hopped out and I'm reeking of weed
I pull the racks out and I'm reeking them Gs
I pull the guap out and I'm singing them Gs
Like ba-da-ba-ba-ba singing to the cheese
Boy ya know, pissy wrist pissy throat
My pissy finger, pissy ear get pissy hoes
My palm itching plenty guap get plenty Os
You think it's sweet them weapons I get plenty those
I want some head this nigga bitch she 1-10
I want some grands, want some millions
Want some billions, don't want no friends
Want some weed, want some killers
I want some streets, want some houses, want some buildings
I pull up flex a nigga like "Gotta be kidding me"
I got the Tec the P11 it gotta be with me
Don't be against me boy you better be with me
You better call the SWAT and they better come get me
Bitch I'm rich but I still got that savage in me
I'm high as fuck bitch I got two 7s in me
Point out the fuck nigga think he better than me
This Sons of Anarchy, I got the Jax up in me
Hopped on the road and let's go get that money
I pull up hopped out and I'm smoking on Chronic
Explain this to me boy how you allergic to money?
You can't be allergic to them 50s and 100s
I pull up hopped out and I'm reeking of weed
I pull the racks out and I'm reeking them Gs
I pull the guap out and I'm singing them Gs
Like ba-da-ba-ba-ba singing to the cheese
Like biddy-bop-ba-bop singing to the cheese
Like Sosa Wonder I be with the keys
Call Me Sosa Ray Charles or Sosa R&B
Told yo bitch come here call me Sosa Scorpion
Call me Sosa Subzero I'm the man with the Big Glo
Call me Sosa Liu Kang I'm the man with the kicks on
Call me Sosa Budokai I'm the nigga with the Dragon Ball
Call me Sosa Yu Gi Oh I'm the nigga with the dragon card
Hopped on the road and let's go get that money
I pull up hopped out and I'm smoking on Chronic
Explain this to me boy how you allergic to money?
You can't be allergic to them 50s and 100s
I pull up hopped out and I'm reeking of weed
I pull the racks out and I'm reeking them Gs
I pull the guap out and I'm singing them Gs
Like ba-da-ba-ba-ba singing to the cheese
Pick One lyrics - Chief Keef
Remember posted on the block ready for the war
Running up in houses, straight kicking doors
Posted on the front right on Grenshaw
On Indiana toting big guns
When I come through, Hut! Attention
Niggas full of hate they full of tension
Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns
Dead or in jail nigga pick one
Your drawers got lint on it, talking money I been on ya
Don't make me up this fif on ya, give your ass a 51
I be smoking 91, you be smokin' 61
You don't even smoke that 87, you be smokin' that shitty stuff
I be smoking that 93, think I was born in 93
Ben Frank said he was having dinner, he called me and invited me
Cops got pictures of me selling dope, they call me and indicted me
I don't even like to talk but my money it like to speak
You got 15 for a V shit that's aight with me
But I gotta call you back 'cause your first price was beat
On the block it was me, white, pipes and weed
Let an opp pull up, I'ma get the strikey things
Remember posted on the block ready for the war
Running up a house and straight kick in door
Posted on the front right on Grenshaw
On Indian toting big guns
When I come through, Hut! Attention
Niggas full of hate they full of tension
Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns
Dead or in jail nigga pick one
Dead or in jail nigga pick one
Heaven or in hell a nigga in one
I don't play ball I cross the AND1
Shot the 3s, we street ballers, dunk a damn point
I'm rolling up Backwoods fuck your damn joint
I don't like them swishers they don't feel right
You feel like ballin', feel like stallin', what you feel like
I ain't can't get right, I'm Mr. Get Right
I'm riding with that missile I won't miss you, I'm gonna hit you
What's up to the bay, what's up South Central
What's up to L.A., I'm some Chiraq-ass nigga
I still be in my ways, I be totin' my pistol
Remember posted on the block ready for the war
Running up a house and straight kick in door
Posted on the front right on Grenshaw
On Indian toting big guns
When I come through, Hut! Attention
Niggas full of hate they full of tension
Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns
Dead or in jail nigga pick one
New School lyrics - Chief Keef
Do right, ay
Do right
Do right, ay
Do right
Bang, ay
Bang, bang
I fuck the bitch she doin' right
Bad boy, rude boy
Heavy money in my pants, boy, your money too light
One plus one equals two, yeah, you're right
Bitches come through and fuck me like it's it's two of I
Keep it cool, boy, you boy, one boy, two boy
One hundred-thousand dollar car, I can get two for it
Pull up onside of you laughing, I'ma jerk new boys
I fuck with all the old school rappers, I'm a new school boy
I'm smoking dope, you smoking on the fu, boy
I'm riding fours, rims look like four little boys
I'm smoking Os, I smoke out the Ps too, boy
I'm sweating like I got a fever, jewelry be the flu, boy
You should know, we don't fuck with new boys
I treat these niggas like the bottom of my shoes, boy
I want a boat but I bought a coupe, boy
And bought a four, so when I get tired of two, boy
I switch it over, hop up in my four door
I'm going dumb, more money I get bored more
Since I'm the captain of the ship, I tell your ho to board
Ay bitch, I'm the score, you better not be boring
I fuck the bitch she doin' right
Bad boy, rude boy
Heavy money in my pants, boy, your money too light
One plus one equals two, yeah, you're right
Bitches come through and fuck me like it's it's two of I
Keep it cool, boy, you boy, one boy, two boy
One hundred-thousand dollar car, I can get two for it
Pull up onside of you laughing, I'ma jerk new boys
I fuck with all the old school rappers, I'm a new school boy
She better top me right, she just got off two flights tonight
She want the pipe, but I heard that cool bite, I'm cool Ike
What you worried bout? Nike, just do it right
Bitch, I Glo, chandelier, Christmas lights, pool lights
I be flexin' so damn hard, I think I need two mics
I be doin' so damn much, I think I need two lives
Remember having fight nights, now I'm having food nights
I eat all the food, fuck a fool house, it's fool nights
Remember having pistol fights, now I'm having food fights
Now we having rack fights, now we having jewel fights
Now we having pool fights, you know mine better than yours right?
No need for no mansion fights 'cause I got my own, aight?
I fuck the bitch she doin' right
Bad boy, rude boy
Heavy money in my pants, boy, your money too light
One plus one equals two, yeah, you're right
Bitches come through and fuck me like it's it's two of I
Keep it cool, boy, you boy, one boy, two boy
One hundred-thousand dollar car, I can get two for it
Pull up onside of you laughing, I'ma jerk new boys
I fuck with all the old school rappers, I'm a new school boy
Facts lyrics - Chief Keef
I can be walking and still run this shit
I can be sitting and still stand this shit
I can be sleep and still plan this shit
You can be Debo, who's gonna get the hit
You can keep the roses bitch it's guns and dreads
You can keep the fire hoses, when this gun get you wet
I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that
I don't got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah
Aye little nigga where's the money
You thought I was a little dummy?
I got association with money
These niggas be super corny
These niggas be stupid lying
These niggas is super funny
I ain't gotta wait in line, the doorman was waiting for me
Told that bitch you wasting time
All that talking ain't saying nothing
"Aye Holmes why you got a 9?"
All that talk ain't spraying nothing
Bitch told me I blow her mind
She say she can't wait to touch me
But she's on another time
She say she can't wait to fuck me
I was riding down vine, going fast and sipping muddy
Sipping all this damn drank
I don't gotta piss or nothing
If you cannot fix your mouth my boys come through fix yo tummy
More Sosa, less Tony
You can come and meet my buddy
I'm riding with my buddy sipping muddy
Smoking stinky, bitches love me call my phone
Wanna fuck me, wanna touch me, wanna love me
Sosa ain't got time for lovey-dovey
I can be walking and still run this shit
I can be sitting and still stand this shit
I can be sleep and still plan this shit
You can be Debo, who's gonna get the hit
You can keep the roses bitch it's guns and dreads
You can keep the fire hoses, when this gun get you wet
I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that
I don't got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah
I got 100s and facts, 100s and Macs
100s and Tecs
I got 100s and 20s, 100s and 50s
I know that I got sauce but I don't eat spaghetti
Reese says I'm riding 'round with Ashley Spinelli
You like Pac up in Juice I be how Nas be in Belly
Got 15 for a show hell nah that's too petty
It's getting hot in here but I do not be with Nelly
I know I don't speak English bitch, all I speak is Fetty
I ain't never lackin' bitch all I be is ready
Yo bitch ain't tryna go she get that boot, call her Betty
I ain't finna call that bitch no Uber, call a taxi
The Police hate Chief Keef, I swear they just wanna snatch me
They ran up in my house grabbed me, swear I wasn't ready
But Chief Keef ain't police if I could then I would blast 'em
But the law won't let me judge gon' try and give me 50
I can be walking and still run this shit
I can be sitting and still stand this shit
I can be sleep and still plan this shit
You can be Debo, who's gonna get the hit
You can keep the roses bitch it's guns and dreads
You can keep the fire hoses, when it's gon' get you wet
I gotta bankroll and it got 100s in that
I don't got a opinion, I got 100s and facts, yeah
I Just Wanna lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Mac Miller)
[Mac Miller:]
(GGP)
These bitches want my money, I won't give it
These bitches is fronting, they just want your money
(Chopsquad)
Yeah, I see you bitches on the come up (I see ya)
I see these bitches on the come up (I see ya)
See these bitches on the come up
Always into something crazy
Uh-uh, don't care who you fucking lately
[Chief Keef:]
Damn baby, when I walked in the room I know you noticed it
Damn baby, I know you smell this loud when I start rolling it
Blowing it, all I wanna get money and smoke marijuana
All I wanna, smoke some weed and get some commas
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
Baby, I just wanna get cheese and smoke green with my guys
I'm on a green diet, I don't want no French fries
I just wanna get by, I just wanna get high
I just wanna get cake, I just wanna get pie
I just wanna live my life, I just wanna rock my ice
I just wanna fucking shine, I be glowing all the time
Smoking ganja, counting commas
Fucking thotties, I probably fucked yo momma
Rolling with my gunners, my gunners, they'll gun ya
If your dumb ass try running, then them bullets run for ya
'Cause I be minding my business, I love money and THC
Who the fuck just hopped out with that rock on? That's Keef Jay-Z
Me baby, all I know is eat baby, all I know is eat baby
All I know is top baby, all I know is freak baby
Now what you wanna? What you tryna do baby?
Say you coming through, who with you?
Okay cool baby, it's cool baby
It's me and my jewels and the crew baby, and the goo baby
You was talking nonsense, I was through baby
I hop in, then my car vroom, vroom baby, you crazy
Damn baby, when I walked in the room I know you noticed it
Damn baby, I know you smell this loud when I start rolling it
Blowing it, all I wanna get money and smoke marijuana
All I want to, smoke some weed and get some commas
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
Baby, I just wanna get cheese and smoke green with my guys
I'm on a green diet, I don't want no French fries
[Mac Miller:]
Yeah, it's just me, myself and money (All this money)
Don't need nothing else
I don't need nobody (Need nobody)
Don't even trust myself
Swear I need some fucking help
Doing drugs to numb myself
Rolling blunts and popping pills
That Molotov the bomb for real
I'm nodding off, unconscious
Wake up nauseous, goddamn alcoholic
Pulling ten grand out my wallet
Know they 'bout to judge me
I been sitting at the crib, I'm sick of counting money
Yeah, I'm bored of being rich as fuck, tried every single drug
It's not exciting anymore once that first million come
I got my business up, now I just don't give a fuck
[Chief Keef:]
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
I-I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
[Mac Miller (Chief Keef):]
(I just wanna)
Get faded every day of my life
Getting laid every night, like
(I just wanna)
Sip liquor, I'm a sinner
Take a picture, remember tonight
(I just wanna) 'nother car
(I just wanna) A couple bars
I just wanna get faded, what's a man to the greatest?
I don't care who the fuck you are
I still ride around with
Every single motherfucking homie I been down with
It keep me grounded, smoking on the loudest
Neighbors telling us to turn it down
Shut your mouth, bitch
Shut your, shut your mouth, bitch
I just bought two houses
Just spent two years of your salary on this outfit
Ain't no way around it
On the phone with my accountant, hey
It feels good to be this wealthy and well rounded
We got you surrounded
[Chief Keef:]
Ganja, counting commas
Fucking thotties, I probably fucked your momma
Rolling with my gunners, my gunners, they'll gun ya
If your dumb ass try running, then them bullets run for ya
'Cause I-I-I-I-I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna
Yes lyrics - Chief Keef
Sosa, baby
Blood Gang, baby
Sit Gang, baby
Fifth Gang, baby
Get It Gang, baby
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Do I want to freak you? Yes
I got my heater, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm getting commas, yes
I'm riding foreigns, yes
I can fuck your mama, yes
It ain't nothing, mane
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Baby, do I love you? No, no, no, no, no
But where you tryna go, go, go, go, go?
Benihanas, Wokcanos, no, no, no, no
Girl, we gon' take it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
Girl, my sex is like yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I swear it's the best, best, best, best, best
Girl, it's gon' leave you stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed
When I hop up out that wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
You know how I'm rocking, tweet, beat, skeet then delete
She French kiss the D like oui, oui, oui, oui and the oui
At the restaurant, I eat, eat, eat, eat and I eat
When we get home, she eat, eat, eat, eat Chinese
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Do I want it freaky? Yes
I got my heater, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm getting commas, yes
I'm riding foreigns, yes
I can fuck your mama, yes
It ain't nothing, mane
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm driving fast, she like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Baby, I don't drive slow, ow, ow, ow, ow
Don't care 'bout running from the po, wow, wow, po-po
Is you gon' ride? Is you gon' roll, wow, wow, wow, wow?
She like eating Wonton and she like to wine and dine
Baby, I ain't got the time, tried to tell it, I went blind
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Do I want it freaky? Yes
I got my heater, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm getting commas, yes
I'm riding foreigns, yes
I can fuck your mama, yes
It ain't nothing, mane
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Ain't Missing You lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Jenn Em)
[Chief Keef:]
Bang bang
Gang gang
Bang bang
Gang gang
Bang bang
[Jenn Em:]
I ain't missin' you at all
Since you've been gone away
I ain't missin' you
No matter what my friends say
[Chief Keef:]
I was sittin' at home, I was rollin' a blunt
I was thinkin' 'bout you been dead gone
Got a call from my boys like, "Your cousin is dead"
I was like, "He couldn't had his head on"
I be suited, I be booted, ready for anything
Give me the TECs then I'll hit home
I pull up, get that check, when I leave best believe
On the freeway I'm headin' home
I done partied, I done sipped Bacardi
Rollin' with Blood, we done crashed all the parties
We done rode Ferraris, rode Lamborghinis
Now only thing that I care about is breathing
Why I go hard, Blood be the reason
Wouldn't want me to quit even if I was bleedin'
Gotta take charge, every four seasons
Every month, every day and every weekend
[Jenn Em:]
I ain't missin' you at all
Since you've been gone away
I ain't missin' you
No matter what my friends say
[Chief Keef:]
I bet you remember posted on the block
All we knew was shots
We ain't really know about the guap
All we knew was Glocks
I remember when you called my phone tweakin'
You got your first deal, you was geekin'
Remember when I got my first deal, I hit you on the phone
Like for now I am Chief Sosa Yeezus
You was like, "Nah, you're Almighty"
Almighty don't like nobody
Shootin' .40 cals, now we gettin' 40
Bands for a show and we stay 'til the morning
God chose us, and gave it up
Dead or alive, niggas still hatin' us
It's the end of the quarter, I'm a rock with sticky D
I'ma pass the pall to you and you can hang it up
[Jenn Em:]
I ain't missin' you at all
Since you've been gone away
I ain't missin' you
No matter what my friends say
[Chief Keef:]
No matter what I might say
No matter what you might say
No matter what I say
No matter what your friends say
No matter what our friends say
No matter what, what I say
No matter what, what I say
Just know this, I miss you Big Glo
Million$ lyrics - Chief Keef
G-L-O G-A-N-G you know how we be
We be going wee
G-G-L-O you know we
Smokin' weed, I count cheese
Came through with that cash and that swag
Fuck a bag, put the racks in my pants
I went in Saks, spent a sack 'cause I get it right back
Fucked your bitch, gave her back 'cause I get it like that
Catch you with the hammer, I don't dance
You want beef? I'ma turn you into a tranny
I don't wanna fuck your bitch, she want romance
I wanna fuck, don't wanna dance
I got a million in my pants now
I don't use no rubber bands now
Big bank take little bank, stand down
'Fore I pull the racks up out my pants now
I pulled up, million dollar cash down
'Cause I got that sack now
All I talk is racks, all I talk is cash now
You not flexin', sit your ass down
What is you, a class clown?
Only language that I speak is million dollars cash down
Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars
Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars
Pulled up, trunk bangin', car swangin', now we gangin', war gangin'
Excuse me, I mean that we're gangin'
You want me in your club, you gon' have to let the gang in
Look here, I'm very well respected in the streets
Hop out my Emmy, and my wrist we got a P
I smoke dope, you be smokin' wack reefer
All the loud I smoke you think I spent a million on this weed
Told that bitch you had to go it's time to eat
She thought she was T'd, but she weak
When I say "T" that mean too turned, that's how I be
You want a show, you better million dollar me
I pulled up, million dollar cash down
'Cause I got that sack now
All I talk is racks, all I talk is cash now
You not flexin', sit your ass down
What is you, a class clown?
Only language that I speak is million dollars cash down
Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars
Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars
Go Harder lyrics - Chief Keef
Ay, Chief Sosa back
Ya know I go harder man
Like my father man
Bitch, I go harder (ay ay), bitch, I go harder (Bang bang bang)
Bitch, I go harder (Bang bang), bitch, I go harder (Bang bang)
Bitch, I go harder (Bang bang), bitch, I go harder (Bang bang bang)
Bitch, I go harder (Bang bang), bitch, I go harder (Bang bang)
We be goin' hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
Hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
We be goin' hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
Hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
We be goin' hard
I be at yo front door for my money, waiting on it (Knock knock)
I go hard for the cash, you can go debate on it (Hah hah)
When I get some new cash what I do lay on it (Yeah yeah)
When I get some new cash, I let my daughter play on it (My daughter, ay)
When I get some new guns, know I gotta beat 'em (Bang bang, ay)
Got he subpoena playing with the nina just like it was Tina (Gang gang, ay)
You can go and act dumb (Uh) 'til I up the heater (Bang bang)
I'ma beat him (Bang bang), I'ma beat him just like his father treat him (Gang gang)
Jet Li, I am the one (Yeah), the one with the gun (Bang bang), the one with the bitches (The thots)
The one with the money (The gang gang), the one with the cars (Yeah)
The one with the plug (Gang gang), the one with the pills (ay), the drink, all the drugs (Bang bang, ay)
Bitch, I go harder (ay), bitch, I go harder (ay)
Bitch, I go harder (ay), bitch, I go harder (ay)
Bitch, I go harder (ay), bitch, I go harder (Bang bang)
Bitch, I go harder (Bang bang), bitch, I go harder (Bang bang)
We be goin' hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
Hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
We be goin' hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
Hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
We be goin' hard
Goin' hard (Huh), goin' hard (Goin' hard), go hard or go home (Go home)
Get up in ya car (Skudusku) take a spin, little bitch (Dududuh)
Disappear, little bitch (Hoho), don't come back here, little bitch (Uh uh)
You ain't giving up shit (Uh uh)
Remember pulling up on St. Lawrence (Skrrrt)
Them bullets fixing niggas, Dr. Carter (Bang bang, bang bang, ay)
Remember walking up on St. Lawrence (Skrrrrt)
Y'all gon' go to send shots but we gon' send 'em harder (Bang bang)
Bitch, we go hard, hard (Hard), hard (Hard), hard (Hard), hard (Hard), fuck all the fraud (Fuck all the fraud)
We don't need no guards (Nah), guards (Nah), guards (Nah), guards (Nah), guards (Nah)
We don't need no motherfuckin' bodyguards, ay (We don't need no bodyguard)
Bitch, I go harder (ay), bitch, I go harder (ay)
Bitch, I go harder (ay), bitch, I go harder (ay)
Bitch, I go harder (ay), bitch, I go harder (ay)
Bitch, I go harder (ay), bitch, I go harder (Hard)
We be goin' hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
Hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang bang)
We be goin' hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
Hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang), hard (Bang)
We be goin' hard (Bang bang)
Green Light lyrics - Chief Keef
Green light, green light, green light, green light, green light
(GGP, it's in the game)
Girl, you know I get that yellow light, yeah, that slow money
Yellow bitch, bright white snow bunny
Bang
(Sosa on the beat)
Bang, bang
Green light, green light
I mixed it up, at first, it was clean Sprite
Yeah, I get that green light, go money
Girl, you know I get that yellow light, yeah, that slow money
Yeah, I get that green light, green light
I get stop sign money, kill you 'bout my money
Green light, green light, green light
Yeah, I get that green light money
I was ridin' with my beam
Going fast, I done spilled the lean
Syrup like some Redbull, I think I got wings
Then I pop a flat, bitch this coffee got the cream
I pull up on yo block everybody wanna greet
I hop up out the car, everybody want to meet Chief Keef
But do you got the cheese, do you got the fees
Knock you out, sting like a bumblebee
Mike Tyson (Bang! Bang!)
Countin' on this white man
His bitch gave me head and I liked it, Katy Perry
Got milk?, bitch I'm a dairy
You be telling tales, you's a fairy
Green light, green light
I mixed it up, at first, it was clean Sprite
Yeah, I get that green light, go money
Girl, you know I get that yellow light, yeah, that slow money
Yeah, I get that green light, green light
I get stop sign money, kill you 'bout my money
Green light, green light, green light
Yeah, I get that green light money
All I talk is money, ugh I'm Master P
Bad bitches on me, ugh you after me
Dope got me coughin', ugh it's nasty
'Cause you ain't getting money
Whoa, you mad at me
When the money call gone (Let's get it)
At the yellow light I never go slow (Let's get it)
At the red light I run fuck the pos (Let's get it)
Yeah you damn right, I don't care if they pull me over
I hit the club fuck the line, bitch I'm Chief Diddy
Black hawks pride, got the Chiefs with me
Boy you you know these hoes ain't loyal, think I got CB with me
I be eatin' all day, I got my teeth with me
Green light, green light
I mixed it up, at first, it was clean Sprite
Yeah, I get that green light, go money
Girl, you know I get that yellow light, yeah, that slow money
Yeah, I get that green light, green light
I get stop sign money, kill you 'bout my money
Green light, green light, green light
Yeah, I get that green light money
Morgan Tracy lyrics - Chief Keef
Zaytoven
Woo, woo
She shakin' ass, but that shit, it don't amaze me (Woo, woo)
I'm off the Act', this shit got me feelin' lazy (I'm leanin', bitch)
I was born in the '90s, fuck the '80s (I'm a '90s guy)
'Cause I got lots of guap, why these niggas hate me (Nah, for real)
Big shouts out to mama, she the one who made me (Ay, Lolo)
Big shouts out to grandmama, she the one who raised me (Louise)
Them people made a star named Sosa Baby (Almighty)
I spend lots of guap, then get more again, Tracy (Beep, beep)
I'm smokin' on this dope, this shit, it got me high as fuck (That dope)
You disrespect the Glo, you know we gotta light you up (Bang, bang)
And all you hear is ambulances and them fire trucks (Woo-woo)
Thirties choppin' cars, screwin' shit like Wranglers (Bang, bang)
Coolin' with the stars, I ain't talkin' famous (Nah)
I'ma break down this cigar, puff, puff, no passin' (Nah)
They say I'm gettin' fat, bitch, that's what them bands did (Ffft, beep, beep)
They ain't see me, they see my car, and they say I'm handsome (Skrrt, huh? Huh?)
I got too much guap fallin' out my pants (Ffft, beep, beep)
These bitches in my hair, I'm too rich for some dandruff (Chief So)
I don't do the dash, bitch, I do the damn drift (Skrrt-skrrt)
These boys don't want no smoke, they don't want no cancer (Nah, bang, bang)
Get 'em by the loads when I get them bands in (Ffft, beep)
No, I ain't no Brick, but I'm money dancin' (Let's get it)
I like dirty Sprites and dirty Fantas (True, true)
Get shot with this llama, I ain't talkin' Kendrick (Woo, woo)
She shakin' ass, but that shit, it don't amaze me (Woo, woo)
I'm off the Act', this shit got me feelin' lazy (I'm leanin', bitch)
I was born in the '90s, fuck the '80s (I'm a '90s guy)
'Cause I got lots of guap, why these niggas hate me (Nah, for real)
Big shouts out to mama, she the one who made me (Ay, Lolo)
Big shouts out to grandmama, she the one who raised me (Louise)
Them people made a star named Sosa Baby (Almighty)
I spend lots of guap, then get more again, Tracy (Beep, beep)
Rider lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Wiz Khalifa)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Let me tell you something man
When you see a nigga like me
Look me straight in the eyes
Talk to me man, not at me
And if I pass you some weed
Don't hold that shit for too long
Let everybody get high
It's real niggas in here
I'm a rider
I'm a roller
I'm a gangster
So I'ma roll up
I'm a rider
I'm a roller
I'm a gangster
So I'ma roll up
Just bought a brand new car, backed it straight in
Smokin' on this strong, the pack just came in
I rep my gang hard, it's tattooed in my skin
I'm such a fucking boss, I run with made men
Diamonds in my chain, OG in my paper
Fuck a bottle loss, Fuck about a hater
Fuckin' up the club, fuckin' up this paper
Fuck with GBE, fuckin' with them gangsters
Ridin' in it like I ain't never had shit
Gold in my mouth, I'm talking cash shit
Left her with the gang, he need a new bitch
I ain't sweat her, she was comin' at my crew neck
I'm a rider
I'm a roller
I'm a gangster
So I'ma roll up
I'm a rider
I'm a roller
I'm a gangster
So I'ma roll up
[Chief Keef:]
I'm a rider, pistol toter
Pistol blower, kush smoker
Bands all in my pocket
Think you gon' take it? Stop it
My youngins get it poppin'
Now you on the news, they watchin'
Fuckin' with my gang, you goin' end up in violence
Fuckin' with Taylor Gang, you fuckin' with the pilots
Smokin' on this dope, thumbin' through the checks
Thots on my dick like who gonna do me next
I spent so many checks, I coulda bought a jet
GBE 'til I die, I do it for my set
Go, go
[Wiz Khalifa:]
I'm a rider
I'm a roller
I'm a gangster
So I'ma roll up
I'm a rider
I'm a roller
I'm a gangster
So I'ma roll up
Love No Thotties lyrics - Chief Keef
Hang up on me one more time and see what happens
I ain't gon' hang up on you
Where you at though?
I'm in Chicago, Chiraq
Country?
Huh?
When are you coming out here?
When you finna come out here?
You know what I meant
Your ass drunk
What you say?
You're drunk
Why, why you act like you know me or something?
'Cause I know you, what you'll do to a nigga
Why you playing like you know me?
These bitches act local and think global
Never seen a hundred thousand, well, let me show you
What you want to drink? I know you hate being sober
And I know all these niggas hate Chief Sosa
I'm cruising in my 'rari with my Louis loafers
Bitch, I'm a Rastafari, I'm a toolie toter
Wish a nigga would try to screw me over
Now I got blood on my Louis loafers
I wear thousand dollar belts 'cause I'm a rich nigga
Nina like a boxer bitch the way she hit niggas
Shoes cost a bunch of shit, look at my kicks, nigga
I could've bought a ass for my bitch, nigga
I'm off this Actavis, it got me leanin' over
I poured a four of purple in some peach soda
Yo' boyfriend an opp, I'll make Nina blow him
You was on the phone with him, sucking my dick, and he ain't even know it
(Hang up on me one more time)
I ain't even try to
You wanna Glo up, baby, Keef got you
You's a gold bottle, these hoes pink Moscato
Baby, I'm the owner, you can be my castle
(Hahaha, why you gotta be all that?)
Baby, 'cause I like you
Only reason I text you or why I Skype you
I just wanna fuck on you, I don't wanna wife you
But you gotta brush your teeth and do what I say to
(Hello?)
Bitch, can you hear me?
Keep your pussy in park, no 360
That boy said he getting guap, no, he didn't
I'm Almighty Sosa, it's complete mission
(Where you at?)
I'm nowhere around you
I'm high off this earth, I can't come back down to
Baby, this a song, I just thought I'd tell you
I would send you off but I don't wanna mail you
(Be quiet)
I don't wanna smell you
'Cause I'ma cut you off quicker than I met you
I'ma swipe your name up off my schedule
And if smoke this blunt, girl, I'm gon' forget you
(Ha-ha-ha-ha)
I ain't even playing though
I make bitches fly like Peter Pan do
(When I'ma see you?)
That's why I just ask you
You's a alcoholic, I ain't got no time for you
(Hey, can you get the water?)
Is you off the molly?
If I book your flight, is you gonna top me?
(Don't worry, I will)
Okay, you got me
I don't love no thotties
Killer lyrics - Chief Keef
I'm 'bout my scrilla, smokin' on killer
I say that bitch already know that I'm that nigga
I hang with killers, her ass a killer
And she gon' wanna go 'cause I'm that nigga
These tracks I kill 'em, these racks I spend 'em
I make it rain on them 'cause I'm that nigga
Say I'm that nigga, say I'm that nigga (Sos' baby, Sos' baby)
I make it rain on them 'cause I'm that nigga (Huh)
I'm with my killers (Bang bang), smokin' killa (Dope)
I made it rain on 'em 'cause I'm that nigga (Fff beep)
O'Block afila (O'Block), ain't it nigga (Bitch)
As long I'm on (Huh), bitch we is them niggas (Bitch)
300 nigga (300). Don't make them kill ya (Nah)
Put your hands up if you hang with killers (Huh)
You got that scrilla (Huh), you sold vanilla
And never snitched up on one of your niggas (Huh)
See I'm that nigga (Huh), she want that nigga (Sos' baby)
Catch me on the block with them Normal killers (L's)
I'm for-realer. No, I'm for-realer (Bitch)
Don't sneak diss us or we gon' come and kill yah (Grah bang)
I'm 'bout my scrilla, smokin' on killer
I say that bitch already know that I'm that nigga
I hang with killers, her ass a killer
And she gon' wanna go 'cause I'm that nigga
These tracks I kill 'em, these racks I spend 'em
I make it rain on them 'cause I'm that nigga
Say I'm that nigga, say I'm that nigga
I make it rain on them 'cause I'm that nigga (GBE baby, huh)
We hit yo' thot (Huh), she on my cock (huh)
She suck me, the next day she suck my block (O'Block)
'Cause we on top and we won't stop (Nah)
Everything I put out be hot like the block
Used to have rocks, in my socks (Yeah)
But now I got over a million bucks (Beep beep)
'Cause on that stuff, they say yeah it's nothing (Sos' baby)
I spend a lot of bands, bitch and it's nothing (Fff beep)
Ménage à trois, bitch it's nothing (Nah)
See she gon' suck me then here come the other one (Huh)
Aye Ballout, go get the auto (Bang bang)
And toast his little ass like he was Aiki (Bang bang)
I'm 'bout my scrilla, smokin' on killer
I say that bitch already know that I'm that nigga
I hang with killers, her ass a killer
And she gon' wanna go 'cause I'm that nigga
These tracks I kill 'em, these racks I spend 'em
I make it rain on them 'cause I'm that nigga
Say I'm that nigga, say I'm that nigga
I make it rain on them 'cause I'm that nigga
Say I'm that nigga
April Fools lyrics - Chief Keef
I play all my hoes like it's April fools
Watch me play my role? April fools (Yeah, bang, bang)
They ain't 'bout it, they just joking, April fools (Yeah)
They actin' like they blowing, April fools (You not)
Actin' like they got it, April fools (You not)
You don't like stacks, you carry wallets, April fools (Guap, guap)
Actin' like they from the projects, April fools (You not)
Now I ain't the trending topic? April fools
He say he cashed out, April fools
He just bought some shell-toes and some fake ass Trues
He say that life he 'bout, April fools
His ass be in the house, I ain't no fool
Fuckin' with one of them O boys, you gon' make the news
He say he squeezing thirties, April fools
He say he ain't lacking, April fools
Then how he get caught lacking? I ain't no fool
I play all my hoes like it's April fools
Watch me play my role? April fools (Yeah, bang, bang)
They ain't 'bout it, they just joking, April fools (Yeah)
They actin' like they blowing, April fools (You not)
Actin' like they got it, April fools (You not)
You don't like stacks, you carry wallets, April fools (Guap, guap)
Actin' like they from the projects, April fools (You not)
Now I ain't the trending topic? April fools
Boy, you ain't getting money, shoulda ate yo food
Say you gon' make a move, nigga, April fools
Boy, you hang around a bunch of April fools
Niggas say they gon' do, what they ain't gon' do
Ten grand a lot of money, nigga, April fools
I hit the Louis store, spent that on Kay Kay's shoes
Hundred grand a lot of money, nigga, April fools
I spent that on a foreign, just to make a move (Skrrt!)
I play all my hoes like it's April fools
Watch me play my role? April fools
They ain't 'bout it, they just joking, April fools
They actin' like they blowing, April fools
Actin' like they got it, April fools
You don't like stacks, you carry wallets, April fools
Actin' like they from the projects, April fools
Now I ain't the trending topic? April fools
Macaroni Time lyrics - Chief Keef
Macaroni time
She say she like my car, Forgis ride
Seen me with the stars, now she wanna know me now
Uh-uh 'cause I told her now I'm actin' phony now
Buck buck for nigga think it's macaroni time
She say she like my car and she like how my Forgis ride
She seen me with them stars now she wanna know me now
Uh-uh 'cause I'm Tony now I'm actin' phony now
Buck buck for a nigga think it's macaroni time
Couple bucks for these bitches, let me slap them on their ass
Tough luck for these niggas think they're next I'm on their ass
So what I walk in court smelling like packs? I got them bands
Glo' boys that's what almighty Sosa got them sayin'
She wanna be a Glory Girl, but she don't like my Glory Guys
I know this bitch a thot, she wanna meet my momma now
But uh-uh I gotta QP of earth rolling, let's get high
Light it up, I guarantee that she will touch the sky
He say he gettin' money but I know that's a lie
I see ones and fives in your bankroll right now
But uh-uh you ain't flexin' boy you need some exercise
You cuttin' up you need some GBE lessons now
I hear these niggas flexin' sayin' they know the Glory Gang
How you know us if we don't know your name?
Uh-uh just bought a pint I'm leaning right now
Dumb fuck just popped a flat, I'm beamin' right now
Uh-uh I feel like catchin' a homie right now
No love, I see a opp I'm droppin' him right now
She let me fuck then I'm droppin her' right now
I'ma hop up in my 'rari top, I'm dropping it right now
She say she like my car and she like how my Forgis ride
She seen me with them stars now she wanna know me now
Uh-uh 'cause I'm Tony now I'm actin' phony now
Buck buck for a nigga think it's macaroni time
Couple bucks for these bitches, let me slap them on their ass
Tough luck for these niggas think they're next I'm on their ass
So what I walk in court smelling like packs? I got them bands
Glo' boys that's what almighty Sosa got them sayin'
I Ain't Done Turnin' Up lyrics - Chief Keef
Abe Beats
It's Domeno
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Woo, woo)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah, nah, nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah, nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Woo, woo, woo)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Woo, woo, woo)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah, nah, nah)
Say, I ain't done turnin' up, shit
I'm too busy turnin' up shit
Countin' guap, bitch, I get it quick
Try and take it, you'll be burnin' up quick
Tadoe off the drugs on that fuck shit
Bad yellow bone doing my laundry
You say you wanna fuck, well I want some head
I got a 100 dollars, where you want it at?
'Cause I'm countin', girl, I'm money countin'
I ain't gotta count it, I've got a money counter
I'm up here at the top, started from the bottom
I can't really trust niggas, so I gotta watch 'em
'Cause these niggas plottin' 'cause I'm gettin' guap now
Back then they didn't want to fuck with me
But they fuck with me 'cause I'm hot now
I see what Mike Jones was talkin' 'bout
Now I'm 'bout to pour a four and smoke my lungs out
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Woo, woo)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah, nah, nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah, nah)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Woo, woo, woo)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Woo, woo, woo)
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch (Nah, nah, nah)
First Day Out lyrics - Chief Keef
Bang, skrr
You are now rocking with Frencizzle the French hit maker
Sosa, what you on?
Shit
I'm startin' off my day with a blunt of Earth (Dope, dope)
Lookin' myself up, see how much I'm worth
I'm ridin' down the block in this silver Porsche (Skrr, skrr)
That bitch already know that I'm 'a flirt
I'm back off in the stu' working on some new
You get 8 bars for 10 (Bars), 12 for that times 2
50 for a show, 20 for a verse
As soon as I'm done I'm countin' like a nerd (Nerd)
My baby need some new and she get it first (KayKay)
I'm 'a be sober real soon so I need some herb
I hopped out of that 'Rari with that Louis bag
And if a nigga try me, foe'nem do his ass (Bang)
I'm countin' a million dollars in my mansion (Yeah)
Hoes everywhere, I got bitches dancin' (Thots)
Choppas in the closet, pounds in the den (Bang)
We got the 30s on us, meet that many men (Bang)
Couple M16, this ain't no force (Top)
All my niggas standing tall on my front porch
I got 3 cars up in my garage
Have my niggas in ya grass, bitch, camouflage (Bang)
Sosa back, bitch, yeah, I'm back, bitch (Sosa, baby)
Did you miss me (Huh?), or you ain't care, bitch? (Huh?)
This that O shit (O), that 064 shit (064)
And FrontStreet, GBE, 3 double O shit (Double O)
My shit list, I'm on the Forbes list (Yeah)
Since I'm a rich nigga, I don't need a rich bitch (Yeah)
I got a dumb wrist, it do dumb shit
I'm on that dumb shit, and we ain't frontin' shit (O'Block, bang)
Doctor lyrics - Chief Keef
Chopsquad
Glo Gang (Gang in this bitch, man)
Aye (Know how we rockin' like cut off stockings, man, keep kush in my pocket, man, you I'm talm' 'bout)
Terintino (Almighty Glo Man) (Gang, gang)
Almighty Glo Man, you already know how I'm rocking (Gang in this bitch)
Send a nigga to the doctor
Still the same young nigga, man, nothing changed, nigga (Bang, bang)
Blocka, blocka, blocka (Bang, bang)
'Cause I got a little change, nigga, what's up, bang, nigga
Ay
Went and got me a chopper
Just to send a nigga to the doctor
His hoe called me, said she need a doctor
I said baby I fix bitches, that's no problem
Would you write me if I was locked up?
Would you like me if I wasn't guaped up?
Balenciagas, I don't wear no Prada (hell nah)
Straight hundreds, I don't take no dollars (hell nah)
5 thousand turn 'em into dollars (5 bands)
In the strip clubs, throw 'em, make 'em holler (Yeah man)
I took 50,000 dollars down to Johnny Dang
But I had to make sure my Grandma', my ma' rent paid
'Member playin' cops and robbers
Niggas was cops, I was robbin'
Just seen a car, finna cop it
And how dare a nigga tell me that I'm not, bitch
Baby like why he be on that hot shit?
Boy fuck that hot shit, fuck that hot shit
If it's that guap shit I be on that, I be on that
Lonely at the top, I ain't going back
Went and got me a chopper
Just to send a nigga to the doctor
This ho called me, said she need a doctor
I said baby I fix bitches, that's no problem
Would you write me if I was locked up?
Would you like me if I wasn't guaped up?
Balenciagas, I don't wear no Prada (hell nah)
Straight hundreds, I don't take no dollars (hell nah)
Went and got me some guap
'Member when I ain't had none
Went and got me some Baleinciagas
'Cause I remembered that's what I wanted
Ridin' in anything I want
And I fuck any thot I want bitch
I be gettin' money, gettin' money
And I be spendin' money, spendin' money
Pull up, sku sku sku, better cuff your honey
If you want her 'cause I know she love money
And that money shit ain't funny
I always be gettin' money
Went and got me a chopper
Just to send a nigga to the doctor
This ho called me, said she need a doctor
I said baby I fix bitches, that's no problem
Would you write me if I was locked up?
Would you like me if I wasn't guaped up?
Balenciagas, I don't wear no Prada (hell nah)
Straight hundreds, I don't take no dollars (hell nah)
Went and got me a chopper
Just to send a nigga to the doctor
This ho called me, said she need a doctor
I said baby I fix bitches, that's no problem
Would you write me if I was locked up?
Would you like me if I wasn't guaped up?
Balenciagas, I don't wear no Prada (hell nah)
Straight hundreds, I don't take no dollars (hell nah)
No Hook Gang lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Andy Milonakis)
[Andy Milonakis:]
Milonakis bitch, there are killers in my clique
Glo boy, dough boy, gorillas in the mist
Your Bentley ain't shit, and your 'rari ain't sick
I'm above money 'cause money don't exist
The meditating heavyweight pouring out a fifth
Now you see my dark side, I am Lord Sith
Invisible watches on my fat wrist
And if you're that bitch, you can get a fat dick
Who you think you're working? No, not me
I'm liver than your Internet-ready TV
I stayed Glo'd up like a firefly, firefly
I'm higher than high, leave you lying in lie
And I'm blowing stronger Os than Oprah
'Cause bitch I'm deeper than fucking Deepak Chopra, bitch
[Chief Keef:]
Ay, bitch
Ay, bitch
Glo Gang, bitch, ay
My pistol come through singin' on the low
This ain't for them and you him you know, ay
I pull up, I come through lay 'em on the floor
I got cake on the floor and cake up on my Trues
I got cake in my pocket, cake up on my shoe
If you ain't talking about the cake, it ain't got shit to do with me
I come through chopper G-Un
'Cause we heard you got that Yayo, the Bank, and you got 50 piece
You better have your fucking Young Buck
Come through with that Mack Maine, bullet skateboard, Weezy-We
You better have your fucking mob deep
'Cause the heat and the fees be my prodigy
Little boy, I was up trapping when y'all was sleep
Me and Benji we had went out to eat
It's Blood Gang, I'ma come through drippin' all week
I got swag dripping out my fucking palm key
Usually I come through in a 'rari
Now I don't give a mother fuck about it
I'm a Glo boy, grown boy, what you know, B?
You don't know shit, 'til I have my barrel glowing
Pull up, pull off, why you got a slow leak?
You want beef? You can have a proper hogie
I come through clip longer than a mess on police
I got shells that spell every letter in ho shit
Three Zero Zero lyrics - Chief Keef
Ay, ay
Put ya sets up, put ya gats up, ay
Bitch, I got now fuck who next up, ay
Walk up in the store with my check up, ay
Walk up in that office, where my check at?
Or I'm 'a blow this bitch, on my exploding shit
They like "You're the man, Sosa," but I know this shit
They like "Please, calm down, Sosa," but I won't for shit
Blow my gun at anyone on my 300 shit
Rambo, Rambo, we comin' through like Rambo
Gun tote a hundred ammo, 300 animal
But don't make me call them Spartans have 300 at ya door
They don't got no fuckin' swords, bitch, they got choppers at ya throat, ay
I got my locksmith at ya door, ay
Ay, he pick ya lock, we in to smoke, ay
Ay, bitch, no talking, bitch, no bossin'
Ay, then we out like vamanos, ay
Her mouth on my D, I'm like "No teeth". Ay
She gave me the knee-knee and I went weak, ay
Bitch, no Twitter beef. Go call police. Ay
300 shit, my pistol with me and I am gon' squeeze, ay
Put ya sets up, put ya gats up, ay
Bitch, I got now fuck who next up, ay
Walk up in the store with my check up, ay
Walk up in that office, where my check at?
Or I'm 'a blow this bitch, on my exploding shit
They like "You're the man, Sosa," but I know this shit
They like "Please calm down, Sosa," but I won't for shit
Blow my gun at anyone on my 300 shit
300, 300, bitch, I'm still 300
I still rep BD, don't I? I still got my heat, don't I?
Keep runnin', keep runnin' and I'm 'a keep blowin'
I'ma catch a motherfucker every night and every morning
Bang, bang, ay
She seen my ice, she think it's snowin', ay
You try to take my ice, bitch, thank the morning
Is you gon' wake up to thank the Lord, ay?
Glo up like wake up you can't avoid, ay
If you don't smell the coffee, we come through chalkin', ay
Have this pistol on me, come through sparkin', ay
I have my dogs with me, come through barkin', ay
You ain't have no fucking business talking, ay
Ay, boy, yo dogs some yorkies, ay
Shitzu, boy, yo dogs some puppies
My dogs pit bulls, they talk with Glocks and forties
The cops grab me ain't talkin' without my lawyer, ay
I'm still coolin' with my youngins
You keep it 100, bitch, I keep it 300, ay
Ay, I'm boolin' with my youngins, ay
I kill yo ass you foolin' with my money, ay
Michelin lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Matti Baybee)
[Chief Keef:]
I just put a silencer, Almighty
On my gun, Glo Gang
Know how we rockin' like cut off stockings
Keep kush in our pockets
Fuck nigga, stop it
I just put a silencer on my gun (ay, ay)
I'm just like a scavenger on a hunt (Gang, gang)
These hoes don't like a nigga, they like my money (ay, ay)
These niggas don't like a nigga, they all want somethin' (ay, ay, ay)
Well, I'ma send my savages on a hunt (ay, ay)
I had to put a bounty set on my hunt (Put a bounty set)
Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught (Shit get you killed and get you caught)
I'm rollin', I'm Almighty Sosa Michelin (ay, ay, ay, Almighty Sosa Michelin, man)
Rollin' like the Michelin Man, with my many mens, ay
Fuck your petitions man, ay, let's get it, man, ay
What's up with Benjamin? That's a nigga friend, ay
God came and got me out and he let a nigga in
I remember pushin' white Os like the Michelin Man, I remember robbin' white folks for they shit, little man
I remember totin' my pole ready to get your man, I remember sellin' white dough to the piggies man
'Cause they came to get me, man, ay, I'm at my grandma's house
And I let them in but I ain't open my mouth, ay
They say, "How I get that?" I told 'em, "My grandma ah get a damn check
Get my damn shit, and I spend it on dope"
They ask, "How I sell it", I say, "I break it up, hoe, and put it in the bags
And then I sell it to those clucks who come to my door tryna get a fix thought, and buy this shit though"
[Chief Keef {Matti Baybee}:]
I just put a silencer on my gun (ay, ay)
I'm just like a scavenger on a hunt (Gang, gang)
These hoes don't like a nigga, they like my money (ay, ay)
These niggas don't like a nigga, they all want somethin' (ay, ay, ay)
Well, I'ma send my savages on a hunt {ay, ay, send my savages}
I had to put a bounty set on my hunt {Put a bounty}
Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught {Get you killed and get you caught}
I'm rollin', I'm Almighty Sosa Michelin {ay ay, bang bang}
[Matti Baybee:]
Pockets like Michelin, hundred Benjamins (Huh?), don't do division (Nah), on my dividends (On my dividends)
'Cause my homies in penitents (ay), doin' sentences (Doing), green face my president, Hundred Franklins
'Member when I wore the same clothes for a minute, man, now a youngin' countin' bankrolls, makin' millions (Millions)
So much designer, I might change clothes, True Religion (True Religion)
Just might pull up in the Range Rover, hop out the minivans (Hop out minivans)
Kickin' doors with Timberlands (ay), but I made it out (But I made it out)
I just got a check, finna spend it on a house (Spend it on a house)
Just got off the phone with Sosa, he say "Make it count" (He say "Make it count")
Money on the counter, money on the couch (Money on the couch), so we gettin' a check (Gettin' a check)
You better not send no shots 'cause then we send it 'em back (Then we send it 'em back)
I do not like no Prada, wear Giuseppe with that (Wear Giuseppe with that)
These rappers think they hotter we add pressure to that (ay, Gang)
[Chief Keef:]
I just put a silencer on my gun (ay, ay)
I'm just like a scavenger on a hunt (Gang, gang)
These hoes don't like a nigga, they like my money (ay, ay)
These niggas don't like a nigga, they all want somethin' (ay, ay, ay)
Well, I'ma send my savages on a hunt (ay, ay)
I had to put a bounty set on my hunt (Put a bounty set)
Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught (Shit get you killed and get you caught)
I'm rollin', I'm Almighty Sosa Michelin (ay, ay, ay, Almighty Sosa Michelin, man)
Emojis lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. King Peno)
ProtegeBeatz
YearBeatz production, you understand?
Since that bitch like emojis, she like to text emojis
I sent her a emoji like "Don't call my phone please"
No, I don't like macaroni, no, you can't cook it for me
That bitch make me wish I never made that song
She get the stalking trophy
Ballin' hard, bitch, I'm Kobe
You ain't ballin' hard, I don't know you
Damn bitch, you nosey, please don't touch my phone please
Like sending my hoes emojis
I'm too high, you gon' blow me
Riding around smoking OG, no, I don't fuck with no G
Emojis, emojis, the bitch like to text emojis
Emojis, emojis, so I sent emojis
Emojis, emojis, and now we send emojis
Emojis, emojis, now she greets emojis
Emojis, emojis, I'ma act like emojis
Emojis, emojis, I will act like emojis
Emojis, emojis, I don't text her emojis
Emojis, emojis, I just send emojis
Psych Ward lyrics - Chief Keef
Psych Ward
I'm with the Psych Ward
I be coolin' in a Psych Ward
I got some niggas in the Psych Ward
And they be totin' rifles
We tote .40s with the .30s, piped up
Make them pipes bite y'all
You gon' need insurance, Geico, aye
In a Psych, in a Psych
In a Psych Ward you see
A bunch of crazy motherfuckers
Go on Glo Gang territory, you'll see
A bunch of anti-380 motherfuckers
And they gon' blast
They ain't gon' let yo ass get past
And they gon' hop up in them cars and do the dash
Like I taught 'em
Bitch, I'm Almighty Sosa
Bitch, you can call me Almighty Sosa
'Cause I get cheese
My niggas in the streets droppin' Gs
The only green that I like is Ben Franklin, broccoli and cheese
And I'm crazy like they want me to be
Psych Ward
I'm with the Psych Ward
I be coolin' in a Psych Ward
I got some niggas in the Psych Ward
And they be totin' rifles
We tote 40s with the 30s, piped up
Make them pipes bite y'all
You gon' need insurance, Geico, aye
Bitch you crazy
I make bitches go insane, aye
My wrist look crazy
And my necklace go insane, aye
My earrings crazy
Don't make this pistol go insane
Tryna to rob Almighty mane
Don't ever tell Almighty what Almighty can't
I'm always glo'in, I block the rain
And Cinderella is my choppa name
She be cleanin' shit up like my maid
And she very mighty like my name
I be coolin' in a Psych Ward
Aye, I got some niggas in the Psych Ward
Bitch, we got pistols, what we fightin' for?
And tell me, what you bring a knife for?
Psych Ward
I'm with the Psych Ward
I be coolin' in a Psych Ward
I got some niggas in the Psych Ward
And they be totin' rifles
We tote 40s with the 30s, piped up
Make them pipes bite y'all
You gon' need insurance, Geico, aye
Now It's Over lyrics - Chief Keef
Now it's over
Now it's over
Now it's over
Now it's over
It's over
I keep a big bankroll and some designer clothes on
Last year I didn't have shit, well now it's over
Keep me some hoes, a lot of hoes, yeah
Last year I cuffed that bitch, well now it's over
Now it's over, now it's over
Last year I didn't have shit, well now it's over
Now it's over, now it's over
Last year I cuffed that bitch, well now it's over
Learned how to record myself, well now it's over
I'ma kill these beats like a fuckin' soldier
She gon' give me top then I'ma slump her over
And we ain't with the talk boy, we'll slump you over
I be ridin' 'raris, Rovers
I got lots of guap, you know it
And we ain't with the talk, we blowin'
I got guap, just watch me throw it
They say I'm handsome 'cause my bands up
And I don't hold no ho for ransom
And if we see a opp, we blam him
If he ain't one of ours, then damn him
I keep a big bankroll and some designer clothes on
Last year I didn't have shit, well now it's over
Keep me some hoes, a lot of hoes, yeah
Last year I cuffed that bitch, well now it's over
Now it's over, now it's over
Last year I didn't have shit, well now it's over
Now it's over, now it's over
Last year I cuffed that bitch, well now it's over
Granny's lyrics - Chief Keef
I'm smoking dope feel like Lord Farquaad
I got a hunnid in my choppa
When niggas talking, shoot 'em down, blah blah
Sosa on that crazy shit, Lady Gaga
My gun go bang bang
Money machine go beep beep
I'm smoking on this Chief Keef
He got me so tree tree
Shoot a nigga deceased
Them I'm 'a go to D.C.
And ask Obama do he see me
He said yeah 3-D
Tryna be like Jay-Z
And get the million dollar AP
20 racks in my left pocket in my right pocket 18
And fuck nigga I'm only 18
Imagine what I'm 'a be when Kay Kay turn 18
Ho I don't want yo cooties or ya rabies
I'm heavy artillery and need some extra 80s and niggas
Got 100 shot FNs better put 30s in yo 380s
My niggas comin' down ya block with shit we borrowed from the navy
She said ain't you Chief Keef I said yeah bitch stagely
But on the block they call me Sosa baby
Member pushin' packs I wasn't sellin' out no Bandies
I was turned up sellin' out my granny's
Sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's)
I was sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's)
I was sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's)
Sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's)
I was sellin' out my Granny's
Where would I be without my Louise?
Since I got money don't talk to me
When I ain't have money you wasn't talkin' to me
These niggas with me they sparkin' for me
Like geez, I don't fuck with no Gs
Got 50 Gs in my Robin jeans
Got 27 Gs in my True Religion jeans
Bitch I got cheese and got lots of cheese
Had all the guns at my granny's house
Now I can buy granny a house
Member posted up on front street in front of my Granny's house
Had 300/600 front street at my Granny's house
Finna get in traffic catch a opp, we layin 'em down
My gun got the best sex, get a nigga wet wet
You smokin' on ass pack I'm smokin' on jet pack
You ain't gettin' cash boy you going through check stress
I'm off 2 flats boy feelin' like a young Batman
Bitch these Balenciaga's, I don't like Prada
I like Hermes, I don't like Ferragamo
This between me and you is that ours
Turnt up sellin' dope up out my grandmas
Turnt up, sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's)
I was sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's)
I was sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's)
Sellin' out my Granny's
(Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's
Out my Granny's, out my Granny's)
I was sellin' out my Granny's
Where would I be without my Louise?
Aston Martin lyrics - Chief Keef
On my wrist 'bout 40, one chain on my neck 15
This Tec with me hold about 50
Pull on his block like "What you say about Lil Keef?"
Comin' through very foul with a referee
The only thing on my mind is money
That's why I don't know nothin' when you ask me somethin'
Been smokin' on dope in the fastest car
Bought 3 chains from Johnny Dang, coulda bought an Aston Martin
I got weed I don't need bitches
I got money I don't need friends
Me and B friends
Ben Franklin that's my best friend, we bendin'
Blocks, fuck with them make us put the heat in ya
With the opps, nigga, I can see the G in ya
Come in my house, we got dope all up in the weed vender
Come tryna rob, we gone make your dumb ass bleed, nigga
Flexin' on niggas like a sucker, he itchin' our finger
Pull up catch an opp then we gon' put racks on a nigga
Then shoot up the rest of the niggas
They gon' get the best of us, nigga
On my wrist 'bout 40, one chain on my neck 15
This Tec with me hold about 50
Pull on his block like "What you say about Lil Keef?"
Comin' through very foul with a referee
The only thing on my mind is money
That's why I don't know nothin' when you ask me somethin'
Been smokin' on dope in the fastest car
Bought 3 chains from Johnny Dang, coulda bought an Aston Martin
Car go skurt-skurt, Tec go click-clack, tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh
Let a opp ride down the block like it's good good, we gon' tuh-tuh his windows
Got my Glock on me case a nigga think it's macaroni, smokin' on a big blunt of tooka
She ain't want me when I was in the hood hood
Now I'm rich, she say she got that good good
Pistols beat like KRK, we coming through day by day
We don't want no peace treaties, we don't want no dang all day
Wop made me up a peace treaty and we pulling off having a race
Walked in the bank with a smirk, walked out laughing away
I'm rich now, I can buy a school or a club or a business now
My niggas in the field still layin' fuck niggas down
These fuck niggas don't like how I'm living now
On my wrist 'bout 40, one chain on my neck 15
This Tec with me hold about 50
Pull on his block like "What you say about Lil Keef?"
Comin' through very foul with a referee
The only thing on my mind is money
That's why I don't know nothin' when you ask me somethin'
Been smokin' on dope in the fastest car
Bought 3 chains from Johnny Dang, coulda bought an Aston Martin
Colors lyrics - Chief Keef
Young Chop on a beat
I'm coolin' with my brothers, my brothers
Red and blue our colors, our colors
Catch you at the red light, I'm bussin', motherfucker
Since I was a youngin I ain't care 'bout nothin'
Ay, I do not give one fucks, two fucks
Red fucks, blue fucks, yellow fucks
I'm about my green bucks
I'ma make a scene for my green bucks
I'ma get some red on my Nina
Colors
Pulled up in black trucks
Pulled them black MACs up
We don't need no back up
Fuck boy, we strapped up
Pulled up in my silver SRT8
Pulled up with my silver AK
Black hollows same height as Kay Kay
White chalk, we can do this everyday
Big red brick house, six car garage
Young black nigga and I made it far
Yeah it's green now my pocket
Black 50 in my car
White bitches knockin' at my door
Tryna have a ménage
But
I'm coolin' with my brothers, my brothers
Red and blue our colors, our colors
Catch you at the red light, I'm bussin', motherfucker
Since I was a youngin I ain't care 'bout nothin'
Ay, I do not give one fucks, two fucks
Red fucks, blue fucks, yellow fucks
I'm about my green bucks
I'ma make a scene for my green bucks
I'ma get some red on my Nina
Colors
We some young wild niggas
You can't get your money back nigga
For your green, better be a running back nigga
Them slammers gonna slam your ass nigga
How It Go lyrics - Chief Keef
You know how it go
(BassKids on the beat)
You know how it go
You know how it go
You know how it go, ay
Baby, you know how it go, ay, ay
I'm doin' shows on the road, ay
Gettin' dough, girl, you know how it go, ay
Fuckin' hoes, girl, you know how it go, ay
Countin' rolls, girl, you know how it go
I got my pole, girl, you know how it go
I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go
Ay, I be countin' stacks, smokin' Thrax on the road
After she give me neck, break the back on your ho
I ain't with that cappin', put a cap in your skull
I know it's usually Tray Savage, but I got this MAC to your skull, ay
Give my thirty to Tadoe
Bullets fly like birdies, so lay low
Like Friends, niggas actin', so it's me and bankroll
I am pistol packin' and I know it, I don't need to say so
Smoking' loud pack for my problems
But I got a MAC that'll solve them
I tote thirties, no revolver
Aim at your medulla like, "Now what?"
Kush got me brain damaged, smokin' all this sour
And I got my cowboys for all these cowards
He say he a clout boy, then fuckin' cloud them
Fuckin' with my racks, boy, buckshots gon' find him
He say he a clout boy, then fuckin' cloud them
Fuckin' with my racks, boy, buckshots gon' find him
You know how it go, ay
Baby, you know how it go, ay, ay
I'm doin' shows on the road, ay
Gettin' dough, girl, you know how it go, ay
Fuckin' hoes, girl, you know how it go, ay
Countin' rolls, girl, you know how it go
I got my pole, girl, you know how it go
I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go
I ain't with the actin', but I got 'xtended clips
Flexin' like you 'bout it, but your chest can get ripped, ay
He think he titanic, put a gat to your ship
Pistol got me vibrating, fuck a nigga in here
Only thing I know, I ain't scared of lions or big bears
Only thing I know, better stop worrying 'bout mines and get theirs
But that's how it go when you at the top looking at the
Bottom of the world like, "Damn I used to be there"
I ain't with that opp shit or that cop shit
But I am with the Glo Gang, we get the guap quick
All these niggas up in their feelings
Smokin' loud pack, I can't hear my feelings
All a nigga want is some billions
But I'm smokin' loud pack while I spend my millions
No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga
No, I don't know nothin', no, I didn't did it
No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga
No, I don't know nothin', no, I didn't did it
Who Would've Ever Thought lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Future)
Wi-Wi-Wi-William
[Future:]
Who would've ever thought that I would grind like this (Who)
Who would've ever thought that diamonds cost this much (Much)
Who would've ever thought that niggas can't be trusted (ay, ay, trust)
Who would've ever thought that girl wouldn't give it up (Whoa, whoa, whoa, up)
Who would've ever thought Future wouldn't ride in foreigns (Foreigns)
Who would've ever thought that I would never kill the chorus (Whoa, whoa, never kill the chorus)
Who would've ever thought that I would take the streets again (Whoa, 'gain)
Who would've ever thought that I would never be the man (I would never be the man)
Who would've ever
[Chief Keef (Future):]
Who would've ever thought that I would be Almighty So
Who would've ever thought I'd drive these cars and fuck all these hoes
But I'm still the same Old Chief Sosa from the O
You disrespect the squad then it's over, vámonos
I'm leanin' off this Act, this shit got me fallin' over
Got these Robins on my ass, all this money fallin' out
You ain't ever fuck with me, these niggas think that I forgot 'em
Who would ever thought I'd hit the top from the bottom
I remember postin' on the block totin' slammers
And if a opp pull up on the block, we gon' blam 'em
And if I get arrested by the cops, I don't remember
And if that ho ain't tryna gimme top, I'm gon' suspend her
These niggas actin' hard but they're sweet, they're hard vanilla
I nicknamed my Carbon 15 "Carbonella"
I'm smokin' on this Earth, you smokin' mid, ain't hard to tell ya (ay)
[Future:]
Who would've ever thought that I would grind like this (Who)
Who would've ever thought that diamonds cost this much (Much)
Who would've ever thought that niggas can't be trusted (ay, ay, trust)
Who would've ever thought that girl wouldn't give it up (Whoa, whoa, whoa, up)
Who would've ever thought Future wouldn't ride in foreigns (Foreigns)
Who would've ever thought that I would never kill the chorus (Whoa, whoa, never kill the chorus)
Who would've ever thought that I would take the streets again (Whoa, 'gain)
Who would've ever thought that I would never be the man (I would never be the man)
Who would've ever
24 lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Mane Mane4CCG)
[Chief Keef:]
24s
24s
24s
Bang, bang, bang
They like all hail Almighty So
Damn, damn, damn
Almighty So
Bang, bang
All hail Almighty So
They like all hail
That dope...
Bang
Bang
They like all hail Almighty So
These bitches love me, these niggas, they don't like me though
I spend that money, get it back most likely though
I ride that 'rari fast as fuck, fuck Aiki though
Just bought a pint, poured a 6 up in a 24
Just bought a Beamer, I'ma sit it on some 24s
Swish, Kobe Bryant, 24
For a verse I did want 20, now I want 24
What I'm ridin' in, it cost 124
Just bought a Gucci linen, that bitch cost me 24
I just bought four pints, that cost me 24
And I will take your life with my Glock 24
I smoke 93 but you smoke 24
My lawyer beat the case, it cost 'bout 24
Gotta take down my connect 'cause he want 24
He paid one for 16 but he want 24
Can't show you no 16 if you ain't 24
And when I was 16, my hoes was 24
My wrist cost 33, but I spent 24
My clip hold 33, but I shot 24
I get 24 hours of sleep then I'm up 24
My niggas gon' ride with me and that's on 24
All hail Almighty So
All hail Almighty So
They like all hail Almighty So
These bitches love me, these niggas, they don't like me though
I spend that money, get it back most likely though
I ride that 'rari fast as fuck, fuck Aiki though
Just bought a pint, poured a 6 up in a 24
Just bought a Beamer, I'ma sit it on some 24s
Swish, Kobe Bryant, 24
For a verse I did want 20, now I want 24
[Mane Mane4CGG:]
Just bought a 'Llac, set that bitch on 24s
Flexing on you niggas, feeling like I'm Big Glo
Up in Cali, pounds going for the 24
Big Cuban link, it cost about 24
Let me catch an opp, he gon' catch 24
Let me see an opp, I'm gon' stomp
I'ma take his life with this Glock 24
Pour a 4 in 20 ounce, call it 24
Doing shows, ain't no security at the show
But the Glo and these Glock 24s
Posted on the block, pulling 24s
Half a book of D, we get it for the 24
Only gun I'm carring is this Glock 24
Shoot him in his head with this Glock 24
It ain't no game, it leave big holes
RIP Zay, RIP Snupe
[Chief Keef:]
They like all hail Almighty So
These bitches love me, these niggas, they don't like me though
I spend that money, get it back most likely though
I ride that 'rari fast as fuck, fuck Aiki though
Just bought a pint, poured a 6 up in a 24
Just bought a Beamer, I'ma sit it on some 24s
Swish, Kobe Bryant, 24
For a verse I did want 20, now I want 24
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