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
Slam Dunkin lyrics - Chief Keef
Baby, A-L-M-I-G-H-T-Y
S-O-S-A
Baby, you know that I'm that guy
Baby, A-L-M-I-G-H-T-Y
S-O-S-A
Baby, you know me, I'm that guy
I'm smoking on this D-O-P-E
And this shit it got me high
And I know you wanna be on T-O-P
But just go down for right now
I'm on this P-R-O-methazine
About to pour me a cup right now
This bitch brother wanna sit next to me
I charged his ass like 25 thou
Baby, you know how I'm rocking
Broke the rim, ballin' so hard I'm slam-dunkin'
Got this 30 on me it's tall, Tim Duncan
Give them two shots a piece, I call it "slam-dunking"
Hell yeah, I eat, I ball, Denver Nuggets
Little niggas think they flexin' with their little muscles
She diggin' me, I figured it
I'm smokin' on that deadly shit
Baby, you's a divalent
P.R.A. the expensive shit
I ain't got no time for it
Might try to set me up, I got my nine for it
Finna pour me up a four and hit White Castle bitch
Because I am high as shit
Baby, is you drunk or some shit?
I know you ain't tryna drive my shit
I don't wanna beat your ass
'Cause I don't wanna go down and shit
I just want some top or some shit
I know you wanna be crowned and shit
But baby, I'm Almighty So
I ball like I'm the Mavs and shit
Clip too long
Got my guns showing
I love getting money, I got money pouring
Try to take it, I ain't gotta do nothing, I got my youngins blowing
I'm the CEO but ask the squad, I'm the youngest boy
Baby, A-L-M-I-G-H-T-Y
S-O-S-A
Baby, you know me, I'm that guy
I'm smoking on this D-O-P-E
And this shit it got me high
And I know you wanna be on T-O-P
But just go down for right now
I'm on this P-R-O-methazine
About to pour me a cup right now
This bitch brother wanna sit next to me
I charged his ass like 25 thou
Baby, you know how I'm rocking
Broke the rim, ballin' so hard I'm slam-dunkin'
Hundreds lyrics - Chief Keef
I got a hundred in my TEC
I got hundreds in my pants
Got a hundred on my neck
And a hundred on my hands
Paid a hundred for my whip
Hundred guns up on my strip
Let a nigga try to rob me, get a hundred hollow tips
Got some shooters in the hundreds, I got some that's not from here
Got a hundred bitches tryna suck my cock from all the way here
Got a hundred niggas with me, that's a hundred volunteers
Countin' hundreds, hundreds, hundreds, get them ones up out of here
Got a hundred for my AK12, that's a hundred, hundred
Rep that block with my niggas yeah, them 3Hunna monkeys
Got a hundred in my robins, Balenciagas cost 6 hundred
Give him poles a nigga gon' shoot him, got some shotters on 600
30 hundreds for my bed. Thot came over and I fucked her
And she know that she can't trick me
She know it's me and my weapon
Me and my weapons, me and my niggas
Let 100 niggas try me I'll burn 'em, ay
Put bullets on niggas like a freckle, ay
Coming real far with a Wesson, ay
But I like that instrumental, ay, ay
Tryna cop me some billions, ay
Hundred niggas here, a hundred niggas there
Hundred niggas everywhere with their guns in the air
Dududuh, dududuh, karma in the air
Hundred dead bodies, hundred damn shells
Got hundred in back pocket, hundred in my front pocket, ay
I got hundred in this fat rocket, I'ma let it bombard, ay
And I be with the Simpsons, been friends with young Bart, ay
And I got all this green with me, I look like a young tart, ay
I got a hundred in my TEC
I got hundreds in my pants
Got a hundred on my neck
And a hundred on my hands
Paid a hundred for my whip
Hundred guns up on my strip
Let a nigga try to rob me, get a hundred hollow tips
Got some shooters in the hundreds, I got some that's not from here
Got a hundred bitches tryna suck my cock from all the way here
Got a hundred niggas with me, that's a hundred volunteers
Countin' hundreds, hundreds, hundreds, get them ones up out of here
Close That Door lyrics - Chief Keef
Izze The Producer
Aye, aye
Close that door, aye
Aye, close that door
Aye, aye
Close that door, aye ('Fore the police come up through here)
Close that door, aye
Close that door, aye ('Fore them niggas come up through here)
Close that door, aye
Close that door, aye (I got some pistols that's up in here)
Close that door, aye
Close that door, aye (aye, fuck nigga, close that door)
Close that door, aye (I got some missiles that's up in here)
When you come in here, close that door (I got my niggas they up in here)
Close that door
Knocking on my fuckin' door
Aye, come in and close that door (I'm about to murder the guys that's up there)
What the fuck you want? Aye
I need to close this door, aye, aye
Close that door
That fuck nigga ain't just close that door, blow his throat, aye
That fuck nigga ain't just know his role, blow his nose, aye
That fuck nigga steady acting slow, I'ma blow his brain
Cops grab me, I be acting slow, I don't know his name
Close that door
Aye, close that door
The feds watching me, they ain't got nothin' to do
I got ran up upon, the cops came in like, "You"
"You the one that's selling the blows, that's 62"
I got a 75 pack, I charge it 62
I got hoes for sale, for top it's 52
Gave that bitch 200 dollars, took the fin and threw it
She sucking dick, you hoe little bags, you silly you
Now close that door behind yourself, you little fuckin' dummy
Close that door behind yourself, you ain't getting no fuckin' money
Close that door, girl, don't see I'm counting this fuckin' money?
And the feds watchin', and I'm still fuckin' stuntin'
Now, close that door (aye)
Close that door (aye)
Close that door (aye)
Close that door (aye)
Close that door (aye)
Close that door (aye)
Close that door (aye fuck nigga, close that door)
Close that door (aye)
When you come in here, close that door (aye)
Close that door (aye)
Knocking on my fucking door (aye)
Aye, come in and close that door
Aye, what the fuck you want?
I need to close this door (aye, aye)
Close that door (aye)
Pull Up lyrics - Chief Keef
Pull up in my X6 with my M1
Just hit my connect, he say he got bout 10 guns
Just hit my connect, he say he got bout 10 guns
Just hit my connect, he say he got bout 10 guns
Pull up in my X6 with my M1
Just hit my connect, he say he got 'bout 10 guns
Pull up in my 745 with 51
Pull up in my Q7, with FNs and drums
Pull up to your party, bitch I got my 40
Pull up to your house, all them guns is out
Pull up on your block, we love pulling up
And we pulling up with Glocks, we are toolied up
We watching out for cops, we watching out for opps
We watching out for thots, 'cause they be pulling off
Watching out for paparazzi, they be quick to put you up
I pull up I got my Glock, and I am quick to pull it out
Fuck popping out, we popping up
We popping up, I'm out the cut
Shooters on the roof I'm tired of the cut
I'm moving overseas I'm tired of the judge
'Cause he got the coppers pulling up
They're knocking and I'm what they're looking for
I just had my partners pulling up
I just had my thot just pull a dub
I just heard the opps is pulling up
We ready to fire them pussies up
We been in a lot of bullet wars
And we done bought a lot of bullets for 'em
Pull up in my X6 with my M1
Just hit my connect, he say he got 'bout 10 guns
Pull up in my 745 with 51
Pull up in my Q7, with FNs and drums
Pull up to your party, bitch I got my 40
Pull up to your house, all them guns is out
Pull up on your block, we love pulling up
And we pulling up with Glocks, we are toolied up
Pull up in my SRT8 with my AK
Pull up my Mercedes with my baby Kay
Pull up in my A8 where my malany at?
Pulling out these Ben Franks 'cause I'm friends with him
Pull up in my R8, shotgun shotgun today
Toting my 357 25/8
Drunk in love with my gun, bae, bitch Beyonce
We pull up, it's no Bombay, red rum the other way
She say she love me I'm not dumb, bae, bitch, what my mom say?
"Keith, don't trust em and don't follow them go the other way"
On the first date that bitch swallowed, then she trying to meet my mom today
Pull up on him, I heard he was downing me, he gone meet my gun today
Pull up on my jeweler Johnny Dang, buying a bunch of things
I swear my chain potty-trained, and my watches ain't
Bitch I got a 50 clip in my Lou Deng
I think I'm that nigga yeah, just like Liu Kang
Pull up in my X6 with my M1
Just hit my connect, he say he got 'bout 10 guns
Pull up in my 745 with 51
Pull up in my Q7, with FNs and drums
Pull up to your party, bitch I got my 40
Pull up to your house, all them guns is out
Pull up on your block, we love pulling up
And we pulling up with Glocks, we are toolied up
Save Me lyrics - Chief Keef
Fuck he say?
Fuck that nigga said?
Ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay
Gang, gang, gang
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ridin' with my chopper, ay, ay
I'ma beat him like his father, ay, ay
Now it's blood on my Giuseppes, ay, ay
I don't like no fuckin' Pradas, ay, ay
Put a knife up on my TEC, ay
Little FaceTime, little Skype up for my tech, ay, ay
And it all happened right up on my set, ay
SOS look like I'm from iTech, ay
She give me top right before I jet, ay, ay
I need a yacht right before my jet, ay
I smoke some dope right before I get, ay, ay
Mad, blast his ass then forget, ay, ay
Glo Gang, them my jits, ay
Octane where I hear it, ay
I'm not saying what I did, ay
Look at my watch, Johnny, goddamn, ay, ay
We gon' smoke it all, catch him in an open field that's an open fall
Bitch, I will never fail or turn my fail to fall
I promise I'm not seein' y'all or hearin' y'all, ay
I gave my carats frost, ay
Flexin' like Dave the Barbarian y'all, ay
Piss what I'm wearin' y'all, ay
My chain win chains by its 'ppearance y'all, ay
Smokin' Swishers, ay
Countin' money, gettin' blisters, ay, ay
Hand in your man, we will fix ya, ay, ay
All red right now, I'm no Clifford, ay
'Cause I'm a dog when it comes to fuckin' bitches, ay, ay
Coolin' with my fans and takin' pictures, ay
And I got my pistol for them niggas, ay
I'ma pistol-fuck them niggas, ay, ay
What you see? Pistols poppin', nigga, ay, ay
Your cars on E, fill 'em up, little nigga, ay, ay
Your squad on D, get 'em up, little nigga, ay, ay
I got my feelings tucked, little nigga, ay, ay
Right where my pistol tucked, little nigga
Either Way lyrics - Chief Keef
Either way, either way
Either way, either way
Either way, either way
Either way, either way
Ace Bankz on the track
Either way, bitch, I'm that nigga (I'm that nigga, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm countin' figures (I'm countin' figures, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm with my fuckin' niggas (I'm with my fuckin' niggas, either way, either way)
And either way, we'll fuckin' get ya (Either way, we'll fuckin' get ya, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm gon' get cake (The way I love you Kay Kay, either way)
Either way, I'm gon' get laid (Either way, I'm gon' get laid, ay, either way)
Either way, I'm a fuck yo' bae (Either way, I'm a fuck yo' bae, ay, either way)
Either way, she'll know my face (Either way, she'll know my face name)
And I gotta get this money either way
Gotta get this money either way
Got them bitches comin' either way, ay
And this money comin' either way, ay
And I money hungry either way
Dreads low, you can't see my face, ay
Eyes low, I can't see the place, ay
I'm smokin' dope, I can't feel my face
That was gon' happen either way
I'm gon' let that semi spray
A fuck nigga in my way and that's either way
I'm ridin' Bentley's MIA
My chopper Kimmy K, I nicknamed her Kimmy Karday
Just bought some semis today
My ning ding went MIA
Either way, bitch, I'm that nigga (I'm that nigga, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm countin' figures (I'm countin' figures, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm with my fuckin' niggas (I'm with my fuckin' niggas, either way, either way)
And either way, we'll fuckin' get ya (Either way, we'll fuckin' get ya, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm gon' get cake (The way I love you Kay Kay, either way)
Either way, I'm gon' get laid (Either way, I'm gon' get laid, ay, either way)
Either way, I'm a fuck yo' bae (Either way, I'm a fuck yo' bae, ay, either way)
Either way, she'll know my face (Either way, she'll know my face name)
And I gotta get this money either way
I remember sellin' coke now I get booked for shows
‘Member some little thots but my phone full of those
And a lot of guns, bitch, my home full of those
Either way, you can get eight shots out this Ruger nose, ay
She wanna come to my house, I'm like, "Girl, no clothes", ay
She wanna smell my guap, I'm like, "Girl yo' nose", ay
Bitch, what you talkin' 'bout, I'm into it with O-we
You don't give me top I'm into it with you
You feel me?
Smokin' on this loud, you smell me
You ain't smokin' loud, that's filthy
Told my lean-man to double seal me
I take clean money and I'm filthy
Either way, bitch, I'm that nigga (I'm that nigga, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm countin' figures (I'm countin' figures, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm with my fuckin' niggas (I'm with my fuckin' niggas, either way, either way)
And either way, we'll fuckin' get ya (Either way, we'll fuckin' get ya, either way, either way)
Either way, I'm gon' get cake (The way I love you Kay Kay, either way)
Either way, I'm gon' get laid (Either way, I'm gon' get laid, ay, either way)
Either way, I'm a fuck yo' bae (Either way, I'm a fuck yo' bae, ay, either way)
Either way, she'll know my face (Either way, she'll know my face name)
And I gotta get this money either way
Ace Bankz on the track
War lyrics - Chief Keef
Boy don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Boy don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Don't want war
Pussy boy
Don't want war
Want war, want war
Nigga fuck your mama, she should've wore a condom
Boy don't want it
Pussy boy don't want it
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
Nigga fuck your mama, she should've wore a condom
Pull up in that 'Rari, burning off this rubber
Niggas undercover, so you know I can't trust them
I be smoking earth, boy, you be smoking bubba
The bitch like Benihanas, took that bitch to McDonald's
I got plenty condoms and I got plenty commas
If you want some beef, boy, I won't be your farmer
I might be your father, ball like Penny Hardaway
Judge tryna lock me up, 'cause my pee look darker
But that ain't gon' solve nothin', weed solve my problem
Guns for my armor, nigga, fuck security
Out the cut like barbers, got niggas Forrest Gumpin'
Smoking on this Compton, but bitch, I'm in Chiraq
Where you disrespect me at, bitch, that's where you die at
All these fucking lab rats, now I got my mouse trap
Niggas wanna fake kick it, wan' know where my house at
That life I ain't 'bout that, I'm 'bout pushing scalps back
Pull up on yo block, bitch, let my niggas out that
Foreign car, clout that, I'm high off this Tooka pack
I'm high off this Aiki pack, I'm high off this Tu-Tu pack
Smoking on that Jay Loud, smoking on that FatHead
Run up on 4-6, leave a nigga flat dead
Shoot a 47, flying off like Batman
Boy, I got a bag, bitch, put that bag on that head
I'm high off this Chief Keef, got me feeling like Superman
That bitch called Chief Keef "G", bitch I'm not no MuBu man
All these damn frenemies, I'm gon' call up PooPoo Man
I got niggas in these streets, they fuck around and do you, man
I'm rich, hallelujah man, still got my toolie, man
Fuck with me, I'll fuck around and screw your mans
Flexin' like a ruler, shoot at your medulla, man
And get your bitch, she wanna suck my dick, I knew it, man
Pussy boy don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war
Don't want war
Pussy boy don't want war, don't want war, want war
Come down your block like thunder, thunder, thunder
I just bought ten guns and ten pounds and ten mansions
Come through dunkin' shit, Kevin Durant, Lebron-ing
But you like to Twitter beef, pussy, how you warrin'?
Pussy, how you warrin'?
Pussy, how you warrin'?
Pussy, how you warrin'?
Pussy, how you warrin'?
How you warrin'?
Only Thing I Know lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Fedy)
The only thing I know
The only thing I know
The only thing I know
The only thing I know is how to get this money
I'm a get it going, told amigo keep it coming
The only thing I know is busting down a brick
If shit get fucked up finesse a nigga out of chips
The only thing I know is busting down a bail
Throwing it in the bag and putting it on the scale
The only thing I know is how to break a bitch
Put her on the strip and told the bitch to get me rich
Bitch, I'm a nut
Everyday is payday
I'll kill a nigga, put that on Kaykay
Shots fired, man down, bitch nigga, Mayday
Pull them pistols up, I bet them boys vacate
Only thing I know is all these niggas stunt
Kill him for his bricks then roll me up a blunt
I'm smoking on the skunk, on this money hunt
I'm a Glory Boy, and I be gloried up
Tatted like amigos, amigos front me kilos
We just money repo, bank account 8 zeroes
Call me Chief Sosa De Niro, flier than a seagull
Give my young boys kilos; they serving to your people
These niggas ain't 'sleep, though, know they know 'bout me though
Who that? I don't even know. I'm finna go see though
Hope he holding kilos, Rose bring 'em to me though
That's why I am CEO. Fuck you fuck boys mean though?
The only thing I know is how to get this money
I'm a get it going, told amigo keep it coming
The only thing I know is busting down a brick
If shit get fucked up finesse a nigga out of chips
The only thing I know is busting down a bail
Throwing it in the bag and putting it on the scale
The only thing I know is how to break a bitch
Put her on the strip and told the bitch to get me rich
The only thing I know is how to get this money
I'm a get it going, told amigo keep it coming
The only thing I know is busting down a brick
If shit get fucked up finesse a nigga out of chips
The only thing I know is busting down a bail
Throwing it in the bag and putting it on the scale
The only thing I know is how to break a bitch
Put her on the strip and told the bitch to get me rich
Make It Count lyrics - Chief Keef
12Hunna on the beat
I'ma make it count, bitch I'ma spray some shit
I'ma make it count, bitch I'm gon' spray
I'ma make it count, bitch I'ma spray some shit
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Niggas ain't on piss, niggas ain't on shit (Nah)
I just bought a .40 'cause there ain't no kick (Nah)
Got a .30 in it, I'ma make it spit (ay)
I'm gon' make it count, bitch, I'm spraying shit (ay)
I'ma count this money while I take a shit
I'ma spray that dummy if he try to take my shit (ay)
A situation is what all you make of it
Well I'ma make these pistols get to saying shit (ay)
I got old guns on that cranky shit (ay)
I got new guns can't wait to spray that shit
I swear my MAC be on some player shit (ay)
But don't make him get to spraying shit (ay)
Smoking Tooka like a hookah (ay)
Run up on me, I'ma shoot ya (ay)
No Versace Medusa (ay)
1400 for this belt like "Booyah" (ay)
Diamonds on my neck like tumors (ay)
Hurting my damn neck like "Ooh, ah" (ay)
Ben Franklin in my pocket
Try to take it, put your ass on the front of New York Times
Can't see me boy 'cause you are blind
You say you getting money, you are lyin'
Got a car 'round my neck, now who wanna drive (ay)
Niggas ain't on piss, niggas ain't on shit (ay, ay, ay)
I just bought a .40 'cause there ain't no kick (Bang, bang, bang)
Got a .30 in it, I'ma make it spit (Bang, bang, bang)
I'm gon' make it count, bitch, I'm spraying shit (Bang, bang)
I'ma count this money while I take a shit (Beep, beep)
I'ma spray that dummy if he try to take my shit (Bang, bang)
The situation is what all you make of it
Well I'ma make these pistols get to saying shit (ay)
'Member posted up on Front$treet
Selling dope up out my grandma house
No, I can't have no company
Unless you tryna sell dope up out it (ay)
Ain't no security with me (ay)
It's just me and 4-0 and Johnson
And I can't trust niggas
So I went and bought me a fucking golden choppa
That bitch got Tourettes
It be screaming out shit like "Shit"
Bitch, fuck niggas
We don't fuck with fuck niggas
Coming out the cut, when you see us, duck, nigga
Coming strong, nigga
Smoking on that fucking strong, nigga
Bitch, I got my own, nigga
Own gun and I'm all alone, nigga
I'm my own man, I'm standing strong, nigga
Try me you won't be going home, nigga
Kushy Kushy, my cologne, nigga
Walk to court they like "You smelling strong, nigga"
Glo Gang shit, that's what I'm on, nigga
You a opposite, you meet my horn, nigga (Bang bang)
We don't mean peace, we mean war, nigga
Shoot your ass then your boys, nigga (ay)
And I still believe in God, nigga
But I don't believe in frauds, nigga
I'm a Glo Man, so why would I shiver?
Up this 4-5 get to porcupine them niggas (ay)
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