Breaking Down lyrics - Chief Keef
And now, here's a word from our sponsor
Tow his ass out of my van
Hahaha, child
You're crazy, you're on camera, ma
Mama, you're on camera
You tow his ass on out of here
Go on, you wrong
What?
Man, you need a TV show (As I say it? No)
Get your ass out of here
Ha, hahahaha
Go on, honey
Hahaha
That's not funny, I'm real tired
No, what you talkin' 'bout? I'm talkin' 'bout
I'm talkin' 'bout you 'bout to have me beat
The hell would you do then?
This is the money we helpin' us
This is so silly, get your ass out of here
Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking)
(All I wanna know)
Ayy (All I need to do, down, down, down)
Chief, say he's (Huh, huh, breaking)
(Down, down, down) No
Chief, say he's (Breaking, breaking, huh)
Ayy (Let's get it down, down, down)
Chief, say he's (Breaking, breaking, Sosa)
Ayy, say gang (Ayy)
I'll be anything but a fuckin' Uncle Tom
Trackhawk seats like a cracked open omelette
Show me love, I'ma hug you with open arms
Hundred thousand necklace came with a cola charm
Boy, you salty like garlic, nigga, hold a naan
You ain't talk 'bout shit, you say a bunch of nothin'
If you see me up in traffic, nigga, honk your horn (Go)
'Nother million on the way, I feel it comin' on
Chief Sosa, what you on? Nigga, what you on?
Young jeweler, my wrist going boi-I-ing
Bitches wanna turn your boy into a boy toy
I don't call 'em white diamonds, I call 'em white noise
You ain't help me bake the cake? You ain't gettin' a piece
That's like me gettin' some of your settlement from your injuries
In middle school, your 1s were real if they said Vietnamese
One puff of my weed'll have you seeing three like trinity
Me and my brothers here forever, nigga, infinity (Infinity)
I know some niggas that'll kill to kill my enemies (Huh?)
I get in my feelings, man, what in the fuck done got into me? (Into me)
Get what I want, think I got odd parents like Timothy (Timothy)
Don't know my name, nigga who the fuck bitch, I'm Himothy
Got all this water on my body, bitch, come swim with me (Come swim with me)
You cross that line, then it's referee, bitch, penalty (Penalty)
Been through some shit, I think them angels tryna rekindle me (Rekindle me, ayy, ayy)
Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking)
Huh, ayy, huh (Down, down, down)
Chief, say he's (Breaking)
Ayy, uh (Down, down, down), ayy-ayy
Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking, scooter, scooter)
Scooter, scooter (Down, down, down)
Chief, say he's (Breaking, ayy)
Down, down, down (Ayy)
Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking)
Huh, ayy, huh (Down, down, down)
Chief, say he's (Breaking)
Ayy, uh (Down, down, down), ayy-ayy
Chief say he's (Breaking, breaking, scooter, scooter)
Scooter, scooter (Down, down, down)
Chief, say he's (Breaking, ayy)
Down, down, down
I don't care if I'm feeling down, I'm still gon' grin (Grin)
You could put me against a dinosaur, I'm gonna win (Let's get it)
I'll press rewind, I'll do it all again
Granny smack the shit up out you with an open hand (Grandma)
Bitch, I'm rare like a fish without no fin
Used to go in Walgreens and we stole fans
I performed on my bed, ain't have no fans (No)
First day of school, nigga wore some old pants (Bitch)
I ain't do my work, I was playing Hangman
Sosa Joe turned to the Rubberband Man (Huh?)
Up the pole on a bitch, gon' do a handstand (Huh?)
Up the Rolls and she gettin' in with her friends (Bitch)
Man, the shit a nigga smoke will have you balled up (Huh?)
She ain't leave a crumb left, she ate it all up (Huh?)
I'ma get behind a nigga, freeze, arms up (Bitch)
When niggas gettin' paper, bitches, let 'em tear it up (Tear it up)
Said I'ma get behind her with my arms up (Huh?)
Oh, you hot, baby? That was just a warmup (Ha)
He got weak, baby, come get my arm up (Huh?)
Do it with no care, that make me harder (It do)
Did some dumb shit, should've been smarter (Huh)
Never forget the day when I lost Miss Carter (Granny)
Nigga had crazy thoughts, bitch, postpartum
I'm over East, might see me in Harlem, bitch
Ayy
The Real Chief Keef lyrics - Chief Keef
Excuse me
Excuse
Excuse
Excuse
Excuse me
Keef please stand up
Can the real fuckin' Chief Keef please stand up?
Can the real fuckin' Chief Keef please stand up?
Can the real fuckin' Chief Keef please stand up?
Can the real fuckin' Chief Keef please stand up?
Can the real fuckin' Chief Keef please stand up?
Can the real fuckin' Chief Keef please stand up?
Can the real— ayy, whew
Stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please
Excuse me, I'm shittin' on 'em, need a Pamper
And I keep my cup dirty like a fuckin' hampers
See me out, call me Sosa, money Green Lantern
Bitch seen the money pile and she said I'm handsome (Yo)
Rockin' fifties, twenties, hundreds, bitch, I run them bands up (Huh?)
Can the real fuckin' Chief Keef please stand up?
Catch your ass out in traffic, make you throw them hands up
Bitch, I call my Rolls-Royce the pitch-black panther (Huh?)
Coolin' with me, your lil' ho in the bungalow
Have you ever seen some foes look like Oreos? (Skrrt)
Trap jumpin', I'm like, "Let me get a hundred more" (Skrrt)
I need ten of them, ten of them, and ten of those (Skrrt)
Man, you might wanna hold your nose, smokin' petrol (Dope)
Man, these hoes be diggin' for gold, that's how that shit go (Huh?)
Yeah, Chief So' was broke, but he couldn't cope (Huh?)
Nigga, my kitchen got the microwave and the stove (Huh? Huh?)
And the stove
And the stove
Nigga, my kitchen got the microwave and the stove
Nigga, you couldn't even get in a nigga crib with the code
Please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please
Now, now, now I need a bracelet, Froot Loop watch
Thinkin' to myself, man, I gotta get a 9
When I was broke, just to get the pie
Run up on your ass, we takin' everything you got
Yeah, paid all cash, bitch, I'm drivin' off the lot (Skrrt)
Square-ass nigga, we gon' put you in a box (Huh?)
Come back later, bitch, I'm gettin' off my rocks (Rocks)
Thirty minutes later and I'm back on the block (Back on the block)
Gotta move smart in the 'Raq 'cause we the opps (Opps)
Twenty minutes later, had a run-in with the cops
Chief Sosa live a thug life, call him Pac (Pac)
These twenty-fours, bitch, I paid a lot of guap
I'ma ball out, I get money 'round the clock (Huh?)
Knew this shit was real, why the fuck you actin' shocked? (Why the fuck you actin' shocked?)
I ain't got no business mixin' Xans with the Wock' (Xans with the Wock')
Nigga, mind your business 'fore we hand you a shot (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Granny caught a nigga with his hands in the pot (Hands in the pot)
Granny caught a nigga with his hands in the jar (Hands in the jar)
Mama catch your ass, she'll break your fuckin' jaw (Your fuckin' jaw)
Mama ain't got no filter, nigga, mama ain't got no flaw (Mama ain't got no flaw)
Twenty for these new rims a nigga just bought (I just bought)
Hit the gas station, make a junkie wipe 'em off ('Kie wipe 'em off)
Always buyin' new shoes 'cause I used to walk (Used to walk)
You ain't fuck with me, nigga, I don't wanna talk (I don't wanna talk)
"Sosa, fuck with me," nigga, I'ma fuck with you
Sike, nah, I lied, you a stupid fuck nigga
Chief Sosa trapped out the beauty mart, nigga (Beauty Mart, nigga)
Get your bands up, you look puny, fuck nigga
Please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please stand up, can you please stand up?
Please
24Hrs lyrics - Chief Keef
I'm up twenty-four hours, stuff in my trousers
Lookin' down on you from the top of the tower
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four hours
Nigga, we got the same twenty, twenty-four hours
Twenty-four hours, no shit, shave or shower
'Til I put at least fifty thousand in my trousers
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four hours
Twenty-four shots, that's for twenty-four cowards
Twenty-four hours, I put twenty-fours on the coupe
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four niggas on your roof
Twenty-four hours, I'ma fly your bitch back to you
Twenty-four hour bankroll, that's what trappin' do
Whenever I wake up, nigga, that's when my twenty-four start
Deuces on the front, I should've twenty-foured the whole car
I can show you how to stretch a twenty-four so far
Ballin' like I'm Kobe Bryant, twenty-four Sosa
Nigga, the trap open twenty-four just like Mickey D's
Orange and black shoes, lookin' like I'm goin' trick-or-treat
Chief Sosa like that all year round Christmas tree
Got the same twenty-four to do the same shit as me
I'm up twenty-four hours, stuff in my trousers
Lookin' down on you from the top of the tower
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four hours
Nigga, we got the same twenty, twenty-four hours
Twenty-four hours, no shit, shave or shower
'Til I put at least fifty thousand in my trousers
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four hours
Twenty-four shots, that's for twenty-four cowards
Twenty-four Hermès, twenty-four Louis bags
Twenty-four Goyard, this bitch still got the tag
I smoke all twenty-four, bitch, I got more gas than gas
Twenty-four Maybachs, twenty-four in the back
Twenty-four shots for you, nigga, gon' get you, get me mad
Told the bank, "Give me fifty," gave me twenty-four bands
So I hit another bank just to get them other bands
In a '25 'Rari, '24, they ain't had
Just turned twenty-four, gave her twenty-four racks
I take twenty-four hundred, take that shit, buy slacks
I got twenty-four in each of my pockets right now
Catch me with only twenty-four, nigga, that's a light day
I'm up twenty-four hours, stuff in my trousers
Lookin' down on you from the top of the tower
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four hours
Nigga, we got the same twenty, twenty-four hours
Twenty-four hours, no shit, shave or shower
'Til I put at least fifty thousand in my trousers
Twenty-four hours, twenty-four hours
Twenty-four shots, that's for twenty-four cowards
Video Shoot lyrics - Chief Keef & ian
[ian:]
Hey
"ian, wake your ass up, always smokin' weed"
I was late to my last show 'cause I was smokin' weed
I just caught a flight and woke up, eatin' new cuisine
Spent time with a five and turned that bitch to a Hadid
Plane back to Cali, I need gas at my doorstep
Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib (Bitch)
I could give a goddamn who you roll with
I'm OT 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shout out Oprah
Had to leave you quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna film me
Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams
Tired of all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story
Get up off my couch and get a motherfuckin' job, shorty
[Chief Keef:]
So much mud in my cup, bitch, I'd probably leave a stain
Should've bought some real estate, my dumb ass bought a chain
Ridin' with my killers, bitch, we make you feel some pain
So damn high, a nigga startin' to talk like Johnny Dang
Baby Sosa always wanted the Cutlass with some wings
That's why I grew up and set that Lambo' on them things
Run up on the gang, we take your bitch ass to the range
Send you to the sky, you're just not goin' on a plane
Nigga, I don't know you, I don't wanna shake your hand
Life give you lemons, make a lemonade stand
Money over bitches, nigga, we only chasin' bands
Three things I won't take, shit, pussy, and a stand
Seen me in the hood, I probably sold your ass a kilo
And when I was broke, bitches still was jockin' steelo
On a Lamborghini yacht, ho, I ain't settlin' for a speedboat
Bought my cars cash, so them bitches can't get repo'd
[ian:]
Plane back to Cali, I need gas at my doorstep
Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib (Bitch)
I could give a goddamn who you roll with
I'm OT 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shout out Oprah
Had to leave you quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna film me
Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams
Tired of all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story
Get up off my couch and get a motherfuckin' job, shorty
'16 Westbrook, you're cool, but your team suck
Ran up four million in a plain fuckin' T-shirt
I could take your ass to school, get to teachin'
No, I don't remember what you told me, I was geeked, bitch
Boy, you gettin' way too old for a finsta
Ho straight from 90210, she don't get nothin'
Throwed off, a different type of dope, I don't feel nothin'
I could probably pay for your whole 'bow with a 'fit pic
Treat the 'Rari like a motherfuckin' RipStik
She treat the molly like it's motherfuckin' candy
I could walk a mile in them sorry-ass sandals
It's paper on the ground, tell me, why the hell I stand up?
On God
Mark Of Buddha lyrics - Chief Keef
Ayy
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Huh?
Head on a swivel, we got dog food, kibble
Mind your business, put a mark of Buddha on your temple (Huh?)
I feed the bitch pickles, left wirst icicle
Ride through your city with a AR pistol (Doo-doo)
Bitch, how you a dime? Pussy smell like nickels
You a gold digger, my right wrist look like a pack of fuckin' Skittles (Bling)
Yeah, I'm from the hood, I was born in the hood hospital (You hear me?)
Nah, nigga, there's literally a hospital up in the hood (No bap)
Nah, I ain't ask to be no motherfuckin' crook (No)
Nah, I ain't ask to be no motherfuckin' dove (Dove)
Hoes see the doors go up and show me motherfuckin' love (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bought another Lambo' just to kill her outside of the club
Bought a hundred turkey bags and foenem outside with a dub
Saw that broke-ass nigga sittin' his broke ass outside of the club (Club)
I got two fifties on me, bitch, I'm outside with a hun'
Try to help and give me top 'cause a nigga outside with a bun (A bun)
Shit get hectic, yeah, I know, 'cause I was outside with a gun (Gun)
In Chicago, nigga, damn near can't even go out with his son (Son)
I ain't beefin' with you niggas, nigga, I'm beefin' with a pint
I mistaked the hype for a opp and got to shootin' at the hype (And got to shootin' at the hype, burr, and got to shootin' at the hype, And got to shootin' at the hype)
They always told me what you reap, you sow (Burr)
Take it from your nigga and what you keep, you sold (Sold)
On some mob shit, chop your fuckin' pinky off (Off)
Clean my diamonds up until they look like shiny gold (Bling)
Told 'em wash my Forgis 'til them bitches squeaky clean (Clean)
I got big-ass diamonds stickin' out my pinky ring (Ring)
All these vehicles, it's hard for me to keep 'em clean (Clean)
I can't trust a bitch as far as good as she can sing (Sing, no)
I can't wife a bitch that don't know how to cook and clean (No)
Sent the wire for the weed, these ain't no triple beams (Yoom)
I'm in love with money, water, weed, promethazine (Lean)
Where that boy that had nothin' get? That boy get everything (Everything)
Thousand-dollar phone, this bitch better every day
When nothin', bitches call my phone, I just let it ring
I need my eyes clean for all the shit I fuckin' seen (I need my eyes clean)
(For all the shit I fuckin' seen, for all the shit I fuckin' seen, for all the shit I fuckin' seen)
All the shit I fuckin' seen (Fuckin' seen)
(All the shit I fuckin' seen, all the shit I fuckin' seen, all the shit I fuckin' seen, seen)
All the shit I fuckin' seen (Fuckin' seen)
(All the shit I fuckin' seen, all the shit I fuckin' seen)
Pull up on you, drop the mask (Mask), shit look just like Scream, ayy (Just like Scream)
But my son ain't gotta grow up in the fuckin' hood (Hood), 'cause that nigga just like me (Just like me, yeah)
If my lil' cousin wasn't up in the hood doin' fried shit, man, that nigga'd be just like me (Yeah)
Eyes low as hell, I can still see that death is a deeper sleep (Yeah)
Track' came back, new interior, shit look like raspberry tea, yeah (Ah)
Told lil' shorty, only hit the phone if that blackberry sweet (Know she can hit my phone)
Got the Track' done again, I don't even know why, I ain't even drove it up the street (Ain't even drove that bitch)
I'll never fuck a bitch with you, nigga, how the fuck you think you can fuck with me? (Know what I'm sayin'?)
I just bought me a house all cash, lil' nigga, you still fuckin' up your lease (Pussy boy)
I just bought me a truck all cash, nigga, and I bought another whip the other week (Pussy boy)
If I pull out this fuckin' fleet (Grr)
You would think I'm savin' bales how the tires screech (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
White Lamborghini like some bleach (Bleach)
Boy, that shit you in is fuckin' weak (Weak)
Boy, that shit be lookin' super cheap (Huh?)
Rick James, ridin' 'round with a super freak (Huh?)
Up the P, squeeze, now you're sleep
Drench a nigga, you would thought that nigga fell asleep (Drench, drench)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed)
Check your eyes, nigga, I can see some jealousy (Jealousy, right)
Pussy think he sneakin' on me, lava melt a creep (Melt a creep)
He ain't make it, nick' ain't long, but he went fast asleep
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
She said, "Mama, Sosa sellin' weed" (Sellin' weed, weed, sellin' weed)
Harry Potter lyrics - Chief Keef
Sosa on the beat
Phew, ayy
When I was 16, bitch, I bought hella choppers
Take the chop out, wave it like a helicopter
Two blocks from my hood, bitch, it's hella oppas
Told baby, "Take somethin'," I got hella boxers
Ain't no game, she gon' give me the headset
Fuck all that fake beef, bitch, we past that
Ayy, phew
Phew, phew
Phew
Steady buyin' new chains, I ain't even drop shit
Oh, you with the opps now? Still don't stop shit
I'm half Asian, that's how, how I learned to use chopsticks
Pull my Hellcats out and make 'em do cat tricks
I had a twenty minute session with my ex-bitch
I had my white bitch kissin' on a black bitch
My mama told 'em that she had 'em when our taxes hit
And when we go up in the store, she said, "Don't ask for shit"
My mama from the same hood, she got a membership
You know I had to take my granny to the dealership
I want the blue slips, somethin' Titanic ship
Big ring lookin' like I won a championship
Chick-ching, I'ma take the cars and the clips
You don't like me? Like a fuckin' rock, you can skip
When it was time to shoot the fuckin' Glock, you was stiff
Granny caught me with a gun and said, "You a trip"
Was born in it, I ain't had to fill a lot of slips
I seen brains splat, "Nigga, how?" I was there
Opp walked up on me, said, "I shot at him"
He wasn't lying, I shot a him with my potna 'dem
Spend some on these hoes, they gon' think a nigga a catfish
And I be high like a nigga had catnip
Fuck you and your dog, nigga, come and get your shit snipped
I'ma need bigger arms for this fuckin' ten mil'
Wall saw the sign, nigga, I'ma need ten bills
Slam dunk in the jewelry store, hit the windmill
Big truck turn a fuck nigga ass to roadkill
Know I'm up when I'm by the fuckin' Trump Hotel
What you do when you gettin' cheese? You make Ro-Tel
What I spent on a truck, could've bought a motel
I'm a boss, so I took a loss and said, "Oh, well"
Granny said, "Tie the bread up before it go stale"
Lookin' for me, I'm probably somewhere wearin' pastel
All white Lamborghini, nigga, how you can't tell?
Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, off the eggshell
She gon' make it shake, make it wiggle like a fish tail
Opp got shot, tell that fuck nigga to get well
Tell me I changed, throw your ass in the wishing well
With a white girl, but I call baby Fishscale
I used to be in a nigga windows, Intel
Had to take liquor from baby 'cause she lit as hell
Bring them racks out, stack them bitches up 'til they fell
If we had defeat, I would've went to the NFL
Avoidin' the cops before I have to give them bitches bail
Ayy
If we had defeat, I would've went to the NFL
If we had defeat, I would've went to the NFL
Spice in the chain, hurt a bitch hands when she reach for it
She keep touchin' on this bitch, it ain't a keyboard
Dump some bullets in his brain like they resourced
She loves to clean up, she's a neat whore
She's a ho, put a zero between 3-4
I'm Black Disciple, but my cousin throw up pitchforks
I ride my nampa, but I trapped and couldn't get sporks
They brought a whole cowl out, bring the big fork
I ain't kissin' that bitch like she got lip warts
She want silverware, I gave her plastic forks
In a rocket, I ain't even gotta hit sport
Say you want some tick, but your ass a benchwarmer
Hop out, spend a fuck nigga Kickstarter
Shark Tank, fifty percent, five hundred thousand dollars
Car cool as a seal when it's out of water
Foenem heard he was a pig and he got him slaughtered
I got scars on my face like Harry Potter
Bought a charm when I could've bought a armada
I be makin' dumb decisions like a darn toddler
When my phone ain't DND, bitch, it's on holler
Ain't get my GED, but I get every dollar
I got G-Wagons, but I wanted an Impala
Niggas chasin' like Ron Stoppable, Kim Possible
Chief Sosa, Denzel, bitch, I'm unstoppable
Ain't get my GED, but I get every dollar
Ain't get my GED, but I get every dollar
Niggas chasin' like Ron Stoppable, Kim Possible
Niggas chasin' like Ron Stoppable, Kim Possible
Ain't get my GED, but I get every dollar
Ain't get my GED, but I get every dollar
Niggas chasin' like Ron Stoppable, Kim Possible
Niggas chasin' like Ron Stoppable, Kim Possible
Only For The Night lyrics - Chief Keef
Say ooh
Yeah
Mhm
Hey, stop it
Look at these toes, look at these toes
Look at your feet
Wow, oh, wow
Oh, wow, stop, stop
Say, "Da-daddy"
Say, "Dada"
Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Look my son up in the eyes, every time he see me, he be smilin'
Niggas got grown, look back like we used to be wildin'
Niggas pocket watchin', I swear that shit be really childish
House on the snow, I might just go buy me a plow, bitch
Pool on my body, I think I'm gon' need me a towel, bitch
Bae pulled up, I got the cat, it said, "Meow," bitch
C on my body, got in the coupe and now it's salvage
Give her that wood, I lay shit down like a pallet
Show me, show me who you are, who you are
I'm that nigga
Show me, show me, they'll never be another one (Who you are, who you are)
Be imitated, all that copy (Who you are, who you are)
Let it all go, goddamn, it traced back to me (Who you are, who you are)
I don't even know how to let my feelings out
Don't mention Blood, bitch, that's you'll killed about
Put Chiraq on, nigga, how you still in doubt?
Tell the judge to let all of my killers out
Pulled up in a Tonka, you in a Honda
Might go Plain Jane until my time's up
Why I don't fuck with you, you ain't my kind of
Porsche or Ferrari, can't make my mind up
Broke-ass nigga gon' say, "Go get both of 'em"
I'm in a Rolls-Royce, ain't got no chauffeur
Used to post in Chiraq like a damn poster
Moved down to LA 'cause Chiraq colder
Younger me probably glad my dreams came true
Asked my tenured niggas if I ain't came through
Bitch, I'ma smoke dope until I'm 72
If I was broke, you was rich, nigga, I'll hang too
Man, that lean don't put me to sleep, man, that shit keep me wake
That Lamborghini'll shave some time up off your ETA
Look my son up in the eyes every time he see me smile
I'm gon' smack my bitch 'cause she just cut my TV down
Used to be TV Johnny, but now a nigga Elliot down
Tell 'em, "Pull a Rolls up," they better be bringin' it now
Long way from the CTA, my front yard GTA
I dropped out of school, I don't know none 'bout no GPA
She said, "I don't want a loser"
Grew around them hustlers and I hung around them losers
Slid with them shooters, lose or win, what you choosin'?
I got marching bands, make the band go acoustic
Said she ain't a fan, but tryna suck me to my music
Had to put a chip in it just case I lose it
I'm cooler than a fan, gave her a chance, dumb bitch blew it
You fat fucker, you fuckin' moulie
I'ma do my tang, nigga, pooty
Higher than high, hold my chinny-chin
Half my life, I done lost many friends
Call me what you want, I won't get offended
A little money 'cause she just wanna see me win
You ain't got no pink slip, nigga, you used a CPN
You bappin' out that same mouth your teeth be in
Wasn't never nothin' else, I always been BDN
I told her she can come over, but (Only for the night)
I-I-I-I got court in the morning
I gotta go watch the scene
I told her she can spend the night (Only for the night)
Bitch gotta go back home real early in the morning
She hate when I'm off that drank, I don't never wanna talk or Nathan
Water drippin' off the faucet sink
Workin' so I can go bought the bank
Fuck nigga, when you talk, it stank
I don't even wanna walk your way
Got a bag, I bought estate
Made a nigga wanna move away
Doin' shows, don't catch on late
CPD, DOA
Garage like a video game
Chipped up, nigga, Frito Lay
Used to tell my granny, baby, "Don't worry 'bout me, okay?"
I'm a soldier, I'll be okay
Hustler nigga, what she gon' say?
(Only for the night)
(Hustler nigga, what she gon' say?)
(Hustler nigga, what she gon' say?)
(Only for the night)
(Hustler nigga, what she gon' say?)
Hustler nigga, what she gon' say?
(Only for the night)
Hustler nigga, what she gon' say?
Hustler nigga, what she gon' say?
Used to tell my granny, baby, "I'm a soldier, I'll be okay"
Number 2 lyrics - Chief Keef
Ridin' with that Charizard
I got that Poké Ball on me, it's in my Carhartt
'Cause they'll make your ass a target up in Walmart
Bitch, I'm a god and I can make the water fall hard
And I got Porsches, Lams, today I'm in my tall car
This big-ass Glocka make the tallest niggas fall hard
This big-ass Glocka make the tallest niggas fall short
They tried to count me out, but I still got the ball court
I was just gangbangin', I probably played all sports
And you know life a roller coaster, you just too short
Me and my niggas kickin' door down with some brute force
Me and my niggas split your shit, blood on my new Forces
I should go buy a farm in Texas and a few horses
I'm like, "What I'm gon' ride today? I got a few choices"
They like, "A few? My nigga, you mean like twenty-two choices"
I'm in the loud Aston turbo with some smooth horses
And I don't ever, ever swear, my swag, my pull is pointers
I had a convo with my bro, it's time to get anointed
Bitch, we on go and if you fail, I won't be disappointed
I'm tryna get some money, baby, want a dick appointment?
I can get my dick sucked anytime I want to
Look at a bitch and say, "Girl, I want you"
Ain't smokin' gas pack, nigga, I don't want to
Go'n 'head, kill me, bitch, I'm gon' hunt you
I'ma hit the dance floor and do my lil' one-two
Baby said, "Sosa, baby, do that one move"
Take my shirt off, they all think I do kung fu
From the junkyard, so I still eat junk food
Smile on my face and I'm goin' through somethin' too
Nigga, fuck what you goin' through
I keep that green shit
That green shit the color when a nigga do number two
I keep that blue shit
That blue shit the color when a nigga done caught the flu
If you ain't got that shit, nigga, niggas don't fuck with you
Slide lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. G Herbo)
Drench
Know how the fuck we rockin', Drench
Right, it's a go, right?
We ain't doin' no thinkin', folk, we off the top with this shit, folk
Everything off the top, folk
If it ain't off the top, folk
Then it's gon' be off the bottom, folk
And if it ain't off the bottom, folk, it's gon' be out the middle, folk
We gon' take it out the middle off on you
On Cap, it's all this Drench shit, folk
We in this bitch with this, with King
We in this bitch with King So, folk, alright
It's a—
On foenem, it's the 150 and it's foe in the Drench, it's foe in the Glo Limit
It's folks in the motherfucker— in the, in the, in the Glo
It's folk in the— and the sun's with us, folk
(High and dry)
(High and dry)
(High and dry)
(This beat from Murda)
(High and dry)
Sosa on the beat (Slide)
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Niggas know how the fuck I'm rockin'
I keep kush in my fuckin' pocket
I keep diamonds on my fuckin' body
Nigga, I ain't tryna hide this shit from nobody
Where I'm from, bitch, it's hella robberies
Young nigga on the run 'cause he caught a homi'
I went from the trap to the fuckin' castle
How I know it's a castle? 'Cause it got a dungeon
We got these hoes like some mummies
Niggas scam your ass, scheme your ass like a Ponzi
Nigga, money so long, nigga ain't talkin' Rapunzel
I can call Sway right now, I bet he answer
Shit we do, you'll never know, lil' nigga, fuck the cameras
They was waitin' on me to blow like a temper tantrum
Every time she ask why I love her, I give her a different answer
Man, my Lamborghini crawlin' like a damn tarantula
You know I be smokin' on that Shell (You know that Shell)
That's why the nigga in hell (In hell)
Knew I was gon' bang when I was little (When I was little)
Catch up, you motherfuckin' snail (Snail)
Pull the fleet out, show and tell
Man, I do this shit for the lil' one
Chief So racks got a lil' bigger (Lil' bigger)
Ridin' in the Maybach with my hitters (With my hitters)
Niggas already know Chief So ain't worried 'bout nothin' (Nothin')
Double R doors close when I press the button (Button)
When I was younger, Jusglo was my favorite cousin (Cousin)
Couple Bloods that I know, them my favorite bousins (Bousins)
Nigga, come and take a nap, you ain't takin' nothin' (Takin' nothin')
Glory Boy'll check in again, he ain't savin' nothin' (Savin' nothin')
Put a hole in your Bape, now it's a bathin' nothin' (Nothin')
You would think it's Thanksgiving, pockets full of stuffin' (Stuffin')
Ice on my arm like I wasted a slushy (Slushy)
You would think Sosa deaf 'cause he don't say nothin' (Say nothin')
Chief So be gettin' money up in eight countries (Countries)
Granny knew that I was smart because she hate dummies
Granny hated dummies (Dummies), Sosa love money (Money)
Sippin' lemonade ('Nade), my bitch got on a cold bunny (Bunny)
You don't know me, then, nigga, you don't know money (Money)
Gang'll load them sniper rifles up and go huntin'
I be pourin' drop with my head to the sky
Chief So be so damn high, he skydive
Bitch love when I flex on her, she think I'm Popeye
Glory Boys'll wet your ass up and leave you high and dry (High and dry)
We'll wet your ass up and leave you high and dry
I can't believe these Chiraq niggas on vlogs, tellin' lies (Tellin' lies)
Gotta call and check up on my cuz, I know he slidin' (Slidin')
I can't even be mad, that's my brother, I know he tryin'
Stupid fucked up, dropped the lo' and his ass died (Bop)
We run up the score on every nigga that's outside
Glock under my pillow, wake up, up this bitch and fire (Yeah)
And my crib so big in the hills, I can't hide
I got three kids, my backyard need a water slide
Everything foreign, cost a quarter just to ride (Skrrt)
And we placin' an order for a hundred of 'em now (Go get 'em)
Ridin' OG brougham, a nigga daughter on my side
Got this four-nick', I'll blam and leave a nigga in his ride (Grrt)
Me and So just went back-to-back Rolls trucks, ain't even tried
No Limit in our glory, bitch, you know we Glo Lim'
Had an AR change the story, leave his ass with no limbs
Bought the 'Rari factory, that bitch came plain with no rims
All these niggas bap to me, keep sayin' my name, I don't know him
We havin' paper and all, I'll shoot up the mall with Tadoe and Ball (Stupid fuck)
We havin' paper and all, I'll shoot up the mall with Tadoe and Ball (Bah, slide)
We havin' paper and all, I'll shoot up the mall with Tadoe and Ball (Slide)
We havin' paper and all, I'll shoot up the mall with Tadoe and Ball (Yeah, slide)
Paper and all, I'll shoot up the mall with Tadoe and Ball (Yeah, slide)
Shoot up the mall with Tadoe and Ball (Slide)
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Shrek And Donkey lyrics - Chief Keef
Just came out a kush coma, I call it the trap nap
Chief So get them bankrolls, fifty up in my knapsack
And we heard you bit the cheese, nigga, stay out the mouse trap
That is not your bankroll, nigga, stop all that rap cap
I'ma smoke my face off
Hit you in your head 'til the chopper tear your face off
Send you to the doctor, they gon' stitch you like a baseball
You know they love that spaceship, they come to watch it take off
She a thot, she even suckin' cock when her bae call
I need me a cougar, I'll take Toni or Tamar
I know niggas'll kill just to drive my everyday car
Shit, I make plays with your bitch in the same car, ayy, bye
Just came out that kush coma, that kush is my aroma
I got that fire on me, won't hesitate to up it on you
I got some money on me, you want some luck, I'll rub it on you
You need some swag 'cause your ass ain't got enough persona
You don't know me, I be Chief Sosa, Mr. Granny Baby
I put in ten and got a quarter back, Tom Brady
I'm gettin' money, buyin' watches while you busy hatin'
Don't make me pull out Mr. Snowman, hoes be goin' crazy
All these diamonds I be buyin', you can liquidate me
And I'm so damn high, I know them fuckin' pigeons hate me
Gettin' money, I know the bank hate to see me comin'
So many blunts, a nigga startin' to resemble TV Johnny
I got .45 on me, nigga, fee-fum
I'm just one call away if you need somethin'
I just wake, then I bake, need to eat somethin'
I put them Chrome Hearts on, tryna see somethin'
I got bands waitin' on me down in Carson
And my house so damn big, a nigga joggin'
I can swing on my trees like I'm Tarzan
Baby, welcome to my closet, this is Birdland
All a nigga want is young money and cash money
Slow money good, but it's somethin' 'bout that fast money
Big bags of cash like I work for the armor company
I whip my Lam', told that bitch to hold on to somethin'
She like, "Chief So, you got the dope?" I'm like, "I keep it on me"
You blew my high, you keep on talkin', bitch, your motor runnin'
Now you can't pull up to the crib, bitch, I don't want no company
My mama knew she had a GOAT, she just like Kobe mama
Why my necklace cost a fortune? Man, I'm thinkin' extortion
You see your bitch with another nigga, you're thinkin' torture
I'ma need my piece, need my cut, need my portion
I just hop up in that foreign whenever I get borin'
Wanna talk to me, talk to me 'bout some money
Y'all stay cheesin', but ain't shit really funny
What's up, doc? Shit, I'm in the woods with a bunny
Diamonds stay dancin', Jessica Alba, Honey
Shoes come from Perry, but my jeans come from London
Before I toted guns, shit, I was smokin' funky
Whole hood know me, shit, even the junkies
Keep him off the ship, man, his ass been done sunk it
Real-life stoner, I be smokin' like a honky
How I'm in the bull that's shorter than the donkey?
High as hell, think I just seen Shrek and Donkey
PS5 lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Rich The Kid)
[Chief Keef:]
(This is Glo Gang on Foenem Radio)
I looked the devil right in his eyes
Up the nick', bitch, die, bitch, die, bitch, die
Up the nick', bitch, die, bitch, die, bitch, die
Up the nick', bitch, die, bitch, die, bitch, die
Up the nick', bitch, die, bitch, die, bitch, die
I looked the devil right in his eyes
Up the nick', bitch, die, bitch, die, bitch, die (Sosa on the beat)
Munch a nigga taco, course I'll buy it
Heard a nigga block was drier than a biscuit from Popeyes
Fire out the motherfuckin' ho, fire in the hole
Bag so big, I put my body in the 'bow
Not the same Runtz, bitch, this that gross
Now I'm having two kitchens, each one got two stoves
One got seven bathrooms, one got four more
We can go blow to blow, fight conference toe to toe
With some gentlewomen, bitches open a nigga door
(Sosa on the beat)
With some gentlewomen, bitches open a nigga door
With some gentlewomen, bitches open a nigga door
Pull the dually out, look like I'm above niggas
All blacked out like I'm finna trump niggas
I'll send my goons at you, Donald Trump, nigga
You know you ain't no fuckin' gangster, you a trump, nigga
You know cops don't pull up fast enough to save, nigga
I just bought a new shovel for my gravediggers
I got way more than my net worth saved, nigga
With my white bitch, she wanna be my slave, nigga
We ain't tryna talk, we tryna dodge the raid, nigga
All these motor vehicles, shit'll look like a parade, nigga
Got the gun up on my hip, hip, hooray, nigga
Better leave me alone and go pray to Yahweh, nigga
Should I do the yellow leather or put the suede on it?
I got that pussy for free, you got layaway on it
Niggas think that I'm a game, they wanna play, don't it?
Take the P off PS5 and put a K on it
Every time my dog shit in the spot, the maid on it
Two-fifty for a walkthrough, I laid on it
This a Cobra, bitch, my gun got a snake on it
Nigga, this ain't what you want and what you ain't wanted
[Rich The Kid:]
I put the Patek in the bowl, I told the bitch play her role
Beam on his face like a mole, lil' bitch tryna suck a nigga soul
She give me top, the back of the Rolls, when I pop out, she open the doors
Why you payin' for the hoes? Brand-new Rollies for the bros (Bros)
I play a bitch like it's PlayStation, broke niggas, they gon' stay hatin'
Get rich while I'm rich like Ray J (Yeah), she eat up the nut, no Payday (Yeah)
Broke bitch better stay away, half a mil' what I made today
She said eat the cake like Anna Mae, my bitch too bad, I might leak the tape
Looked the devil in his eyes (Eyes), then I upped the chopper, bitch, die, go'n die (Go'n die)
You lil' niggas nothin' close to me, I'm too high (Too high)
I know niggas hatin', but they all gon' fry, bitch
[Chief Keef:]
I looked the devil right in his eyes
Up the nick', bitch, die, bitch, die, bitch, die
Munch a nigga taco, course I'll buy it
Heard a nigga block was drier than a biscuit from Popeyes
Fire out the motherfuckin' ho, fire in the hole
Bag so big, I put my body in the 'bow
Not the same Runtz, bitch, this that gross
Now I'm having two kitchens, each one got two stoves
One got seven bathrooms, one got four more
We can go blow to blow, fight conference toe to toe
With some gentlewomen, bitches open a nigga door
With some gentlewomen, bitches open a nigga door
Two kitchens, each one got two stoves
With some gentlewomen, bitches open a nigga door
Good lyrics - Chief Keef
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Told your ass no, if I won't buy it, I could
If a nigga wanted to buy a million, I could
If a nigga could buy some money, I would
You ain't fuck with me when I was stuck up in the hood
Hell no, I ain't stuck-up, what's good?
Sosa, what's up, nigga? You good? I'm good
Make it very scary like we up in the woods
I get in the field, feet stuck in the mud
Told my mama that a nigga up, we good
Good ain't really good 'til you get up out the hood
You know up in the hood, you gotta grip the wood
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Bitch, I feel good when my pockets feel good
Bitch, them rubber bands good, bitch, this guap is still good
Had it four years, bitch, the chopper still good
It's been twenty-some years, me and my partner still good
Bitch, I smell good and my boxers smell good
And my dick be smellin' good, my underarm be smellin' good
And these fours good, nigga, I know these hoes good
I just put some air in him and he ain't go nowhere
I be gettin' chicken, man, that shit be so good
Fuck around and got the munchies 'cause a nigga smoke good
I can leave a bag on the table and it's good
I don't think my car good, it's a stable in the hood
This my favorite eater 'cause she do it so good
Man, the first day I met her, man, I knew that shit was good
Bitch, my life a movie and they watch it 'cause it's good
Baby told me that she good, but good ain't really good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Nigga, you good? I'm good
Talking Ish lyrics - Chief Keef
[Chief Keef:]
I know niggas plottin', I know they want me, but that hammer on me
When I go to bed, when I go to sleep, got that gun in the sheet
Or I got me a bitch or got me some money, either three of the three
She say she wan' eat, so I up my meat, said, "Bon appétit" (Bon appétit)
You don't fuck with me, you don't fuck with me, that's what it's gon' be
I come from the trenches, I had to get paid, ain't nothin' for free
Chopper from Greece, make your bitch ass go jump in the creek
I'm drivin' this bitch with my phone, we talkin' a car with no key
I hop in the V, go to the stu' and go drop me a V
This bitch talkin' to us, she talkin' to you, she talkin' to me
I had fifteen blunts today, bae, you should see what I see
I see pigeons in a herd, I see flyin' sheep
You talk on the beef, you talkin' to me, but talk is too cheap
You sneak dissin' me to her and he, but we gonna see
Hit that bitch with a du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du, she be like, "Aw, shit"
Hit his ass with a du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du, he tryna talk shit
Ballout gon' pull up and pop your ass like a balloon, nigga (Like a balloon)
I'm in the Maybach, I'm ridin' it like it's a broom, nigga (It's a broom, vroom)
Get this shit clear when a elephant up in the room, nigga (Up in the room)
And I got 45 Glock, it's next to the shrooms, nigga (Next to the shrooms)
Leave your bitch ass bloody red, we leave you maroon, nigga (Leave you maroon)
Doon-doon-doon-doon-doon, we makin' it home, nigga (Makin' it home, doo-doo-doo-doo)
I was just rollin' the pack up, we call it the strong, nigga (Call it the strong)
Get in the kitchen, get your ass off of the phone, nigga
I always wished that the money and me had a bond, nigga
If you ain't never quit, you would've won, nigga (You would've won)
You want the bitch? I'm sellin' her, send me the funds, nigga (Send me the funds)
Feelin' a way about it, then go get your gun, nigga (Go get your gun)
Ayy, I fell in love with bein' rich (Rich)
With a rich bitch, how she rich? She don't ask me for shit
Told my lil' cousin don't ask me for shit
We used to see how high we could get (High we could get)
Used to go and buy me a split (Huh?)
You might see me out sellin' the shit (Sellin' the shit)
When my granny was tellin' me shit
I was on some rebellious shit
"Son, why you keep buyin' cars?"
This for Rosa, Harry and 'nem (Harry and 'nem)
Ridin' around with Dutty and 'nem (Huh?)
I don't know no one as scary as him (Scary as him)
Tell that lil' ol' fool just be cool 'fore y'all be buryin' him
Glad I ain't get a job 'cause I hate work
Bitch ate me like dessert, but she ate first
She ate my dick up on the spot, you went on a date first
Naw, I ain't jokin', April Fools, nigga, it's May 1st
Smokin' that gasolina, ridin' with nina in back of the V-na (Back of the V-na)
Why I didn't show up to court? I do not know, it's gon' get me subpoenaed (Get me subpoenaed)
Know she gon' let me freak her, say she don't squirt, she is a creamer (Huh?)
Fifty for a show, fifty for a verse, nigga ain't askin' for neither (Askin' for neither)
I'm in a new spaceship, I'm finna go and pick up an eater (Pick up an eater)
Bitch thought I was gon' love her, but I'm a demon, I had to leave her (Huh?)
Bitch is a dick pleaser, when she be suckin', she is a teaser
Made me up the nina, up the nina and macarena (Macarena)
I don't want your thot, you can keep her, even though she gon' stop when she see us (Stop when she see us)
Bad bitch, loaded with racks, I be countin' up guap in the theater
We was up in the theater, I seen a bad bitch and I'm stoppin' to meet her (Huh?)
She took pics in the Rolls, dropped that bitch off, she hopped in a Beetle
Got enough diamonds for leisure, if I go broke, I so happen to need 'em
She know my pockets is greener, she bit the apple, I Adam and Eve'd her
I make her call me daddy, when I be fuckin', I slap and I beat her
Got a lil' bitch in the club, throw 10K when I pop in to see her
Young nigga comin' from nothin', hop out the Rolls, hop in the Lambo
Then when I hop out a Lambo, hop in the Maybach, call it the limo
And we got sticks like Rambo, bitch, we got guns, never run out of ammo
I could hit any hood and blend in, bitch, you can call me camo
Got LV on my sandal, this ain't no fraud, no, this ain't no scandal
Ridin' around with a fan, think you hot, we blow out your candle
Beat your ass with a whippet, not the small one, the one with the handle
Foenem'll take your life, so never take that shit for granted
[Ballout:]
White 'Vette, black stripes, ridin' in a zebra
I don't fuck with niggas, you know I'm my brother's keeper
Playin' with my money, pussy, know this shit get deeper
Ridin' through my city, I'm a reaper
Nigga laid up on his back, he a sleeper
Forgiatos color money, color jalapeños
Out in LA ridin' around with a singer
And I'm ridin' 'round with my B's, we'll sting you
I don't love bitches, nigga, you know that I'm a cheater
Since I got the pounds, she think she can smoke the weed up
I ain't even gotta pop out to be G'd up
I pour up in the club, all the hoes know we geeked up
I'm sippin' on lean, styrofoam like a tea cup
Nigga talkin' down, when I'm around, speak up
Ten thousand a month I spend on my speakers
Playin' with my name, nigga, get you a t-shirt
Doja lyrics - Chief Keef
Hey, Soz, I smoke Dojo
I'm in the Rolls with your bitch bent over
In a Rover
With the soldiers
And we got them fuckin' poles move over
Got the toaster
And the holster
I got angels hoverin' over my shoulders
Swing glicks, nigga, I call them Ostens
I'm so drippy, nigga, I'ma need a coaster
Off the jet and get straight to the bag
Fuck them lil niggas, we bigger than that
We hit the club, we head to the back
Behind me lil bro got a stick in his back
Rig it right now, I got head in the back
Pull up on that hoe and put dick in the back
It's just me and the bag, I'm smokin with that
You got a back on them, fuck you for that
Play with the shit, we a smokey for that
You a Lee Wood and them Hovian neck
Sergeant gon have to come open your neck
Heaven gon be where we hope he at
He thought I was gas till he open the bag
Why the fuck niggas be showin me that?
Point me to where that Des Moines at
All where the money is gon be at
Hey, Soz, I smoke Dojo
I'm in the Rolls with your bitch bent over
In a Rover
With the soldiers
And we got them fuckin' poles move over
Got the toaster
And the holster
I got angels hoverin' over my shoulders
Swing glicks, nigga, I call them Ostens
I'm so drippy, nigga, I'ma need a coaster
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