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
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