(Ay, Young Malcolm)
[Chief Keef:]
Woo
On gang (ay, ay)
On gang (ay, ay, bang, bang)
On gang
Alright, let me do this, though (Bang, bang)
[Chief Keef, Tadoe & Ballout:]
Ay, I just pulled up in a 'Vette, vet said I'm good looking (Yeah, on gang)
Trackhawk seats the color of pudding (Okay), this bitch just called me "pudding" (Okay)
And I hang my wrist up out it, smokin' on the grossest (Dudadur)
You can not afford this shit, the grossest cost the most-est
Don't make me call a hit, they blitz out, little folks slide and smoke you (I say)
We slidin', we slidin', we spinnin', spinnin', they go on roller-coaster
If I'm rollin' up, then you little niggas know what I'm smokin' (ay)
I'm ridin' in the foreign and I don't even know where I'm goin' (ay)
We five deep, back to back, ridin', slidin', and glidin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
The opps so broke, they're playin' Duck Duck and hidin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ten thousand on that shit, boy, you shouldn't have bought that jewelry (Dudadur)
I'm ridin' 'round SRT (Dudadur), the seats on their period (Dudadur)
[Chief Keef:]
Woo (Skudaskur)
On gang (Skudaskur, skudaskur)
On gang (Skudaskur)
On gang (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, on foenem)
Ay, at the dinner table with the Glock up on the holster
Chopper from Iran, bitch, I be hangin' with some soldiers
The blue faces the bread and the money machine the toaster
I ain't used to wanna crease my shoes, now I walk on the back of 'em (ay)
Rest in peace to Tray Savage, I'm tryna MAC something
Sellin' that dope, turned up my crack sum
Ride with that MAC, bitch, I'll hack a bitch
Bitch, don't call me "Keef", call me "Your Majesty"
Where the fuck your party's at? Gang and them crash that shit
Said you got a pint, bitch, we'll match the shit
Row, row your boat up on the block, Patrick shit
Said she wanna smoke dope, told that bitch, "I got the shit" (Bang, bang, bang, bang)
On gang
On gang
On gang
[Tadoe, Chief Keef & Ballout:]
He just bought a pint of Tris, but he ain't know it's fake
Got a chopper same size Tiny, nigga, no escape
Boy, you better not pull up joshing unless you hold the Drac'
I ride Forgiatos like they're roller-skates
I got racks on me, nigga, no debate
Bitches say that they're gay, but for me, they're straight
Trap house, foreigns outside, we don't go on dates
Jewelry water, lake
Long live the greats
Ocean Prime steaks
Go, go, no breaks
Go, Ballout, niggas know it's go, go, no breaks
They got ho traits
In their whole face
I be with some warriors, call us "Golden State" (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
[Chief Keef:]
On gang (ay, ay)
On gang (ay, ay, bang, bang)
On gang
Alright, let me do this, though (Bang, bang)
Pussy, stay in your lane (Skrrt, skrrt)
No face, no case, bitch, no names (Huh?)
Counting papers, turning pages (Turning pages)
Call me "Chief So The Greatest" (Beep, beep)
I'm like, long live the greats, bitch (Beep, beep, beep)
Monkey nuts, I'm going ape shit (Bang, bang)
Line you up like a tape, bitch (Skuda, skudaskur)
Got some gay hoes and a straight bitch (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'm a king, I'm a pharaoh, ho (True, true, true, true)
Pull up wide body Camaro, ho (True, true, true, true, ay)
Free Left Eye, Jack Sparrow, ho (ay, ay, ay, gang)
I'm smokin' arms out the elbow, ho (Woo, woo)
On gang (ay, ay)
On gang (ay, ay, bang, bang)
On gang
Alright, let me do this, though (Bang, bang)
On gang (ay, ay)
On gang (ay, ay, bang, bang)
On gang (Bang, bang)
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