I got all my motherfucking jewelry on You can try to flex like your bitch ass want it You don't want these bullets flying like some karma You a motherfucking frog little Kermit I'm a glo man I don't need a garment And I'm hotter than a fucking furnace Take a tooka blunt then I burned it And I spend this money cause I earned it
[Verse 1: Chief Keef] That bitch called me on the phone she ain't want shit Told that bitch don't call my phone with all that nonsense I be getting to that guap bitch I be guaping Smoking on this blunt, this shit stunking I mean skunky, I'm rolling with the funky Cops pull me over they don't want shit They just want to say they locked me up Cause they know I got a lot of bucks But I'm bonding right out I ain't broke Niggas ain't getting no money it ain't a joke You better get some money for your momma or your hopes Boy yo ass better not be broke I spent four bands on a coat (On a Moncler) I spent a fucking band on some loafs I spent that hunnid on my air force ones To stomp a nigga in his air force ones I don't need a jet I want Air Force One I am fucking president and a sun Sold a bitch for five thousand and left her one And threw that fucking shit in the strip club Niggas flexing this ain't what they want I up this pump and fill a nigga up Riding down my block no this ain't what they want We up these pistols hit a nigga up
[Verse 2: Chief Keef] Smoking dope like a chimney Tec on my hip that means that its feeling me These niggas ain't no kin to me no friend to me These nigga fucking enemies Hey the beat go off I up it then my heat go off I heard he do that sneaky talk I heard he was a sneaky dawg I up this fucking 4-0 then I speak it dawg Me I take naps and you a sleepy dawg Catch yo ass in the back shoot up your fe-fe dawg 223 is at your neck, breathing dawg? Nigga don't even sneeze I get to squeezing dawg My little bitch a vet she said she need a dawg She know I get them checks and I don't speak at all Some bitches bully me and Justin Bieber y'all I'm in the kitchen cooking Justin Bieber y'all I ain't got none of them shades I'm still not seeing y'all Lil' bitch I'm glo I don't want to be with y'all White air force ones cause that's how I'm feeling y'all I'm from Chiraq where they be killing y'all All these fuck niggas and their feeling hard I'm laughing to the bank like ha-ha-ha-ha And I got my Glock and this bitch click clack powTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
