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Woo, woo
Ridin around smoking stank
Got Ben Franklin all in my bank
Dirty hoes all in my face
Fuck niggas all in my way
Cash, thats all that I take
Fake niggas, all that I hate
Cant smoke, what you niggas smoke grey?
That loud pack, all I wanna taste
They mad cause Im getting that cash
Steady tryna kiss my ass
You cant get no money, my bad
You aint getting money, I laugh
She came in and left in a cab
I cant take your moves my bad
Im tired of fuckin, Im sad
Im tired of fuckin, Im mad
Im smoking on this dope
Laughing to the bank like hahaha
If a nigga try to take my guap
Then that choppa hit his ass like grah grah grah
Pussy dont know to get back back back
You aint tryna go, bitch, get out of my car
Aint wanna fuck anyway, I just want some top
Cause I heard the pussy hot hot hot
I fuck sister-sisters and mama-mamas
Say you getting money, nigga, blah blah blah
Fuck around and walk in the house
And Almighty Sosa be fucking yo moms on the couch
Feds on my ass like alarms on a house
They lock a nigga up, then Im bondin right out
But you still sittin your broke ass in a jail cell, 1500 to get out
I dont wife hoes, niggas runnin in and out
Keep a gun in the car, a gun in the house
I dont like niggas that be running they mouth
Steady saying this and that, but they know they all lying
Bitch, Im too busy getting money all the time
His bitch wanna fuck, she got puppy dog eyes
Ridin around smoking stank
Got Ben Franklin all in my bank
Dirty hoes all in my face
Fuck niggas all in my way
Cash, thats all that I take
Fake niggas, all that I hate
Cant smoke, what you niggas smoke grey?
That loud pack, all I wanna taste
They mad cause Im getting that cash
Steady tryna kiss my ass
You cant get no money, my bad
You aint getting money, I laugh
She came in and left in a cab
I cant take your moves my bad
Im tired of fuckin, Im sad
Im tired of fuckin, Im mad |
One thing about me, I be neat
I wanna run like I got big feet
Hatin on me, that’s so weak
Im gettin money and that’s how its gon be, ay
The interior in this bitch is so neat, ay
Buy it if I want it, I aint cheap, nay
Bitch, you tired of your nigga, call me, ay
Ridin Jet Skis across seas, ay
Bitch, fuck your boyfriend, hes gay
He be with that muhfuckin she-say
Come get your bitch before she be on eBay
Ball pull up on me, its a speed race
Big B’s on my feet, run it up, get some cleats
A little bread, a little cheese, a little case, a little fees
RIP to my brothers that I think died for me
Countin’ on blue cheese, smokin on celery
With my Bloods, we ain’t Bloods, but we Bloods, cause we blood
Sneak diss us, know youre dodging shots, just because
Bring the blues, fuck the bugs
Bring the checks, fuck the love
Get a check, fuck it up
Take my set, throw it up
One thing about me, I be neat
I wanna run like I got big feet
Hatin on me, thats so weak
I’m gettin money and thats how its gon be, ay
The interior in this bitch is so neat, ay
Buy it if I want it, I aint cheap, nay
Bitch, you tired of your nigga, call me, ay
Ridin Jet Skis across seas, ay
Nigga, take that shit back, that shit aint drop
You had your pistol on you, but it aint pop
Cant see nothin I like, and it aint copped
Should purchase a freight transit cause this shit dont stop
Where a nigga come from, we got big ol blocks
When Im in your city, we got big roadblocks
Hit the table in a sino, hittin big ol pots
Foenem sliding in that Vino, they got big ol Glocks
Fuckin round with my me rolls, you fuck around and get shot
And Im in that hardtop, it fuck around and get dropped
Yeah, that Maybach, yeah its trailing me, full of shooter with felonies
And when I see these niggas, thats all I see is the jealousy
One thing about me, I be neat
I wanna run like I got big feet
Hatin on me, thats so weak
Im gettin money and thats how its gon be, ay
The interior in this bitch is so neat, ay
Buy it if I want it, I aint cheap, nay
Bitch, you tired of your nigga, call me, ay
Ridin Jet Skis across seas, ay |
OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock
OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock
All these niggas know OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock
All these niggas know OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock
Bitch aint no niggas shooting at OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock
Bitch Im a from OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock, OBlock |
Before I let a bitch hit my weed
I let her roll her own blunt
Think you gon get paid
Bitch, you got the wrong one
Before I let a bitch hit my weed, I let her roll her own blunt
Think you gon get paid, bitch, you got the wrong one
I dont give a fuck, I turn up my own way
And if he keep on talkin, Ima let him hold one
These niggas keep on talkin, but I swear they aint on nothin
These niggas keep on talkin, but steady sayin let me hold some
I know I keep the guap, but I cant let you hold nothin
Thats all Trues Im rocking, Ima let you hold em |
Yeah, yall lickin your fingers like you eatin crispy garlic shrimp
I got lobster , Ill crack ya real quick
Got your girl comin home and she sittin real quick
What you worried about?
Ima tell you one time, you gon understand it real quick
Your girls gonna come over here
And you already know what she gon do
So keep your girl at home
I aint touchin her no more cause she blowin up my sidekick too
Knots be in my pocket like I got the mops
Off of all this lean, got a nigga slump
We aint sippin no green, nigga, is you dumb?
But I got a green beam, itll leave you numb
Go ahead and scream, try to run
Hope you got your thing, nigga, grab your gun
All my niggas, they gang, we is not no chumps
Tryna one-on-one, fuck around, get drum
Speed it up, hurry quick
Speed it up hurry quick
In and out with them sticks
One move, we gon blick
Better get low or get hit
Hit you all in your shit
Better duck your taco
Nigga higher than a bitch
Ridin around off the shits
Feelin like doin a hit
FN, no kick
We dont ride around with choppas
We gon pop out and pop ya
Send your ass to the doctor
Rock out, well rock you
Spot your ass, we gon drop you, ayy
Hot shit like lava , ayy
Hollow, itll stop you, ayy, ayy
That hot shit no problem, ayy
Been a hot shit, Im a problem, ayy, ayy
Put you in the sea with the lobster, ayy, ayy
In the water like a gator, ayy, ayy
Bye-bye, see you later, ayy, ayy
Speed it up, hurry quick
Speed it up, hurry quick
In and out with them sticks
One move, we gon blick
Better get low or get hit
Hit you all in your shit
Better duck your taco
Nigga higher than a bitch
Ridin around off the shits
Feelin like doin a hit
FN, no kick
We dont ride around with choppas
We gon pop out and pop ya
Send your ass to the doctor
Ayy, rock out, well rock you |
I got 20 babymamas, I got 20 new cars
I got 20 thousands on me, no matter to grand them off
I bought 20 new shoes, I bought 20 new stones
It cost a couple thousands, 600 that louie stuff
I bought 20 new houses, I bought 20 pounds of weed
You dont want 36, you want 20 if it on me
I got 20 new choppas, I got 20 Desert Eagles
I got 20 lil shooters, to shoot them cause I need to
I got 30 in my clip but I shoot 20 if I need to
I got 20 bad bitches, Baby girl I dont need you
20 new contracts, to sign when I dont need you
20 niggas under me, too many niggas mean you
20 pounds of earrings, I got 20 hundred thousands
I got 20 niggas working, in 20 public houses
I got 20 niggas with me, dont go nowhere without them
500 niggas surrounding us, we gon blow comets
I got 20 chains on, I got 20 watches
20 bitches in their 20s, and 20 babymamas
I got 20 chains on, I got 20 watches
20 bitches in their 20s, and 20 babymamas
I got 20 babymamas, I got 20 new cars
I got 20 thousands on me, no matter to grand them off
I bought 20 new shoes, I bought 20 new stones
It cost a couple thousands, 600 that louie stuff
I bought 20 new houses, I bought 20 pounds of weed
You dont want 36, you want 20 if it on me
I got 20 new choppas, I got 20 Desert Eagles
I got 20 lil shooters, to shoot them cause I need to |
Shes a very thot bitch, I saw her on the corner
That aint my bitch, I just wanna fuck her momma
Xbox shit, Im the only one
Thats my shit, every time they cut me on
Came in the trap on the floor goes the money
Thats a loud pack and I put a lighter on it
How my doors flap I be thinking Im a hornet
Where he at Im gon have to kill my opponent
You said I aint getting money, what you talking about?
I remember I used to live in my moms house
Now Im living large got a nice house
And the mansion man, I had to get the mice out
Tell her, Baby girl who told you bring my pipe out?
This bitch tripping because I cut the lights out
She cooking chickens in my shit got the rice out
35 for a show tell em right now
Went up in the club have my ice out
Im blinging and they got the fucking lights out
Call Desperado for the chrome, he put the auto to your dome
Call Capper for a cappe he like right now
Im like right now? This nigga got his ice out
Me and Jusglo riding strong
Yeah I have you waiting 30 hours long
Shes a very dark bitch, I saw her on the corner
That aint my bitch, I just wanna fuck her momma
Xbox shit, Im the only one
Thats my shit, every time they cut me on
Came in the trap on the floor goes the money
Thats a loud pack and I put a lighter on it
How my doors flap I be thinking Im a hornet
Where he at Im gon have to kill my opponent
You got a very freaky momma
We can do a slumber
She asked for my number
Gave her the Jack Lumber
Rolling in that uh-huh they like there go Obama
Rolling of that um-hum bitch I cant even mumble
This bitch tripping off of nothing, told that bitch stumble
Imma get this money youll see how the cookie crumble
Go and fall bitch I wont be there to catch you
Go and sneeze there bitch I aint gon be there to bless you
20 grand my i8 can beat your Tesla
Foreign king ready, Im like i just have to test it
Bitch so what it looks like Im riding in the flexer
I saw that motherfucker and Im like I gotta get em
Shes a very dark bitch, I saw her on the corner
That aint my bitch, I just wanna fuck her momma
Xbox shit, Im the only one
Thats my shit, every time they cut me on
Came in the trap on the floor goes the money
Thats a loud pack and I put a lighter on it
How my doors flap I be thinking Im a hornet
Where he at Im gon have to kill my opponent |
Sosa on the beat!
Yeah Im goin top speed
Sosa on the beat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah Im goin top speed
AMG Mercedes AMG
Yeah I spark my wood when Im in that M3
My bae bad bad bad and she in Celine, yeah
I been poppin xans I dont do no lean, yeah
All you bitches stank, think they need Febreze, yeah
Me and you are not the same, were different breeds
I might do the fucking dash in a SRT, yeah
In a fucking Tesla and Im driving with no legs
That bitch give mе top, yeah, she dont use no hands
Why thеy gotta plot on me? cause I look like Im a lick
I call prada-wings, he might bust one at yo head
Im not Gucci Gucci Gucci, Im Hermés, yeah
Two twin Glocks they my twins
Yeah, girl whats goin on goin on goin on
Yeah
Ridin in a hatchback
I just poured a lil deuce deuce right inside the water, yeah
I dont do no molly, but I dont really buss it, yeah
AMG the go-kart, all my diamonds disco
hit like 44?], blicky on me no 6ix no
Yeah Im goin top speed
AMG Mercedes AMG
Yeah I spark my wood when Im in that M3
My bae bad bad bad and she in Celine, yeah
I been poppin xans I dont do no lean, yeah
All you bitches stank, think they need Febreze, yeah
Me and you are not the same, were different breeds
I might do the fucking dash in a SRT, yeah
In a fucking Tesla and Im driving with no legs
That bitch give me top, yeah she dont use no hands
Why they gotta plot on me? cause I look like Im a lick
I call prada-wings, he might bust one at yo head
Im not Gucci Gucci Gucci, Im Hermés, yeah
Two twin Glocks they my twins
Yeah, girl whats goin on goin on goin on
Yeah |
Wooof Wooof Wooof
Dont Disrespect 300, I Put That Heat On Ya
Now We Up Your Ass, Like A Bike Wit No Seat On It
Bitch I be off the earth, I cant put my feet On
And I dont smoke sacks, I smoke Qs & Ps
You Smoke Sizzle, I smoke Supreme
And I only got pumma, I aint have a regal
Cause I only do Uh Uh |
MrIncredible made this beat
Smoking Shondale, Im smoking Shondale, ayy
Im smoking Shondale, Im smoking Shondale
Im smoking Shondale, Im smoking Shondale
Smoking Shondale
Bitch you know what Im about
Bitch.. |
A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
I dont like
I dont like
A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A sneak-disser, thats that shit I dont like
A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
Talking all that shit, but bitch, you aint about that life
Im about that action, Thats on life
And I can see you pussy niggas from my blind side
Blind side
Youre a fuck nigga
Watch me turn up
Beat your ass then damn watch where you turn up
Yall some flakey niggas
Yall fake as fuck
Thats that shit I dont like, put em in a trunk
Shoutouts to my real niggas, who let the mac grill niggas
Zip in my bag, no tags , yeah, I conceal nigga
You a bitch nigga, thats real shit
You couldnt get no pussy, so you fucked my ex bitch
And the hoes I fuck with is better than your next bitch
This aint no display boy
This is real shit
No comparisons, to yall lame bucks
And when you were fuckin with Satosha, I shouldve bucked
Cuz, Im about that life
Im about that life
And when I see you pussies, Im shooting on site
A slob nigga, thats that shit I dont like
You got your bitch walking around looking real triff
Shes steady boppin, yeah nigga, thats right
A gagging bitch, thats that shit I dont like
I dont like
I dont like
Scaredy hoes in Columbus, yeah, I dont like
Folk Gang, my nigga, and thats for life
Black Flag
C-Walking on your fucking life
Shes scared, the bitch, She dont want to fight
Silly niggas,
Grabbin
Butt,
Ive realized,
Money, Tripping, and pussy
Thats Illuminati
My gold chains is dripping
Thats thug life
Your bitches pancakes is clapping
Im steady trappin
Pussy niggas aint about that M.O.B. life
Im about to hit-a-lick, thats pussy pie
A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
I dont like
I dont like
A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like
A sneak-disser, thats that shit I dont like
Dont like
Dont like |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, urrr, ayy, ayy
Dududuh, skrt skrt, gang gang, gang gang, gang, ayy
Gang, ayy
He like why your Lamborghini dirty?
Pull up to the club, hit the curb, bitch you perky
Bitch, I thought girls dont crawl, call Verty
Smokin big blunt but I got a small circle
Gucci Polo, bitch, I feel like Steve Urkel
Boy, you lookin fed, bitch, we wont even serve you
Whoopi Goldberg Lips, smokin color purple
Sneak dissin the gang, nigga fuck you, bitch, its personal
Gang man, in the track, hit man
Blackin out, bitch, Im finna go H.A.M
She singin to me, like Im Mr. postman
I served the bitch some D and pulled off, dope man
I pulled off smellin like gas, weed man
Rollin off my back, I cant even breath, damn
Young nigga Gucci, bitch, I might be rollin
I just poured somе shotty red up, snow man
I just spent 800 for a 4 man
Niggas goin broke man
Lamb pulled up, ghost man
Tadoe pull the rolls in
Im ballin goin pro man
400 thousands dollars car, I thought it was an old man
Bitch, we finally rollin
He said it was ghost but it didnt have the nose man
You know we got the loads in
Nigga say he wanna 10, bring em in, many men
Niggas hatin many men
Im coutin big faces, blue Benjamins
Back then I was gettin in with a Mac 10
Its crackin, Im paxin, you know that we gon tax him
You know that we gon tax him, we wax him
Ayy, play them games with Gang, we gon wack him
Its crackin, Im goin fast, skurt ur, buckle up
Play them games with the Gang we can knuckle up
Bah bah shoot it out, lets see what your shooter about
I got me a new chopper, I think it can move the crowd
Grrah, nigga broad day
We gon slide where your momma stay, where your bro stay
He gon take the easy route or the hard way
I can shoot the 3 from the corner like Im Hardaway
You know how the fuck we bummin man
RIP them niggas man
Long live Tray Savage
Long live King Cap
RIP Fredoster man
Get your dumbass smoked for them niggas man
You know this shit 4L with us cause always its a go
2020 its a go
We still doin this shit, 10 year, 2011
We still gon be doin this shit 20 more years
Run it back
On folks nem man
Its up, lets get it folk, ayy |
KE On The Track
Beat Mechanics
Im a Glory Boy
I got big bank rolls, they know
The feds on your ass lay low
Im out popping tags at Barbados
This life was ever since with a Halo
I wrap my blunt in wax
Sip them Bs with plastics
I fill my jeans with racks
Dont hate on me you faggot
Smokin loud, fuck bitches countin money livin in a big house and they hate me I just figured it out |
Sucka Niggas better get they weight up
Better get they weight up
Sucka Niggas better get they weight up
Catch up
Bang
Sucka Niggas better get they weight up
Chief Sosa bet you getting paper
Nigga catch up, you looking like mustard
Get your weight up, you better get your weight up
Get your weight up, Sucka Niggas better get they weight up |
My lady just
My phone just
The doorbell
The money counter
I bought me some
This shit bling like
The school bell
She said she like my
My lady just
My phone just
The doorbell
The money counter
I bought me some
This shit bling like
The school bell
She said she like my
...
My lady just
My phone just
The doorbell
The money counter
I bought me some
This shit bling like
The school bell
She said she like my
My lady just
My phone just
The doorbell
The money counter
I bought me some
This shit bling like
The school bell
She said she like my |
Intro:
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
Chrous:
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
Verse 1:
Sosa different, yeah, you know I got dem bandz
Cruisin in my rari, me and my shooter Tray Savage
Smokin on this pow pow
And we let our shots fire, play around for you, half-ass
Cuz I be, bitch, stuntin hard, I be touring for these hoes
But I just bought a credit card, cause I cant trust a soul and
Verse 2:
Im winnin, Im winnin, I be at the finish line
You started when I finished
I dont be fallin, they see me
Boy dont get yo ass up on dem stars, you keep failin
Chorus:
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz
I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz, I got bandz |
LYRICS FROM SNIPPET
I was 19 last time I smoke some rello’s high as hero
What’s in my pocket something like a zip code
Life as a hippe, hippier than a motherfuckin hippo
Smoke bizzo, [?} kindo |
Got this money comin, its comin a few ways
Goin up right now, its not a Tuesday
I had to trap I had to make a few plays
Pull up foreign, back to back its road rage
My eyes low as hell I aint eatin lo-mein
Smokin gas, propane
Call my bulls, olé
Lots of chips, no lays
Make some flips more plays
Pop some bottles, Rozay
She a model, okay
She gon swallow, okay
Keep up ?y
We up goofy
Speed up movie
Trap out Louis
These flips is Gucci
Used to rock that Truie
Lots of clips and movies
Percs and xans Im groovy
But we gon celebrate , we gon have a toast
Crib too big I think it got a ghost
Justo tool too big so dont get poked
Like a thumbtack yeah he gon get poked
Pull up run fast, for his ?
Be cool fore we turn you to some dopey-dope
I took a bumpy road
I had to go in Glo
So much dope around, its lookin like we grow
Got this money comin, its comin a few ways
Its goin up right now, its not a Tuesday
I had to trap I had to make a few plays
Pull up foreign, back to back its road rage
My eyes low as hell I aint eatin lo-mein
Smokin gas, propane
Call my bulls, olé
Lots of chips, no lays
Make some flips more plays
Pop some bottles, Rozay
She a model, okay
She gon swallow, okay |
...
on my head boa
And Im smokin but Im off that bud but you still get air boa
See my cousin dead that shit play over in my head boa
Bitch Im from Chiraq, Im from the streets but Im not grail boa
When I go to sleep I have my 30 in my bed boa
You aint roll with gang when we get rollin dont get scared boa
Never gave a fuckin shit so aint no Obama Care boa
Aint no Obama Care nigga
Yeah aint no Obama Care nigga
Yeah aint no Obama Care nigga
Yeah aint no Obama Care nigga
Talkin grindin I be onna rail nigga
And Im smart as fuck, I coulda went to Yale nigga
And Im smokin out da window, can you smell nigga?
And Im only season can you nigga
And say I aint pick yo weak ass up you frown nigga
Gotta watch what yo sayin doin shoot you 12 nigga
Fonem pull up takin down, aint count to 12 nigga... |
Im Chief Keef, shawty, niggas know how we bang
You might lose your life, shawty, fuckin around with me
Salute me when you see, you know how I get down
When Im in the studio, yeah, I do it for my town
Do it for my town, do it for my town
Like a light pole, yeah, I do it for my town
Do it for my town, do it for my town
You know how it go, yeah, do it for my town
Do it for my town, Im the hottest in the game
You get the burnin picture, Im the hottest game
Motherfuckers know my name, say it two times
You said you a boss, in your head you lyin
Nigga, say it two times before we kicked down your door
And we gettin to the dough, from the ceiling to the floor
Im Chief Keef, bitch, I aint no snitch
For the hoes runnin after me, I trip them on this get
Get a load of this, them bars I had them all
Blow your head on the wall, dont forget Im a dog
I do it for my town, I be in them streets
Shawty, tell me what you see? All my niggas be with me
Im Chief Keef, shawty, niggas know how we bang
You might lose your life, shawty, fuckin around with me
Salute me when you see, you know how I get down
When Im in the studio, yeah, I do it for my town
Do it for my town, do it for my town
Like a light pole, yeah, I do it for my town
Do it for my town, do it for my town
You know how it go, yeah, do it for my town
I do it for my town, salute all my dead mans
This is to my dead friends, never catch me slippin
Motherfuckers trippin, so I do it for my town
See how I get down, so I do it like my town
And off the loud Ima spray and off the lean Ima awake
And I do it for my town, bitch, Im rollin like skates
Got a plan then escape, roll up some more and get gone
Im the man, get gone, I demand this dome
RIP to Big Keef, miss Keta and Lil Moe
Kush we spent good dough, pow, pow, get low
Phony ass niggas, goddamn, miss me
Make this chopper chop you down then blam his face
Im Chief Keef, shawty, niggas know how we bang
You might lose your life, shawty, fuckin around with me
Salute me when you see, you know how I get down
When Im in the studio, yeah, I do it for my town
Do it for my town, do it for my town
Like a light pole, yeah, I do it for my town
Do it for my town, do it for my town
You know how it go, yeah, do it for my town |
I got hard dick for all these bitches
I get all these numbers I dont call these bitches
No patience for relations kiss my rari bitches
These niggas dont know us we never saw these niggas
I got a V12 sittin on rims and I put the bulk back in my Benz
Got a FN with a seatbelt strapped on it cause its my friend
Breaking bricks down in my den, I got bills stacked to my chin
Diamond Gems cost an M&M, watch so bright cut off a limb
Look at me then look at him, hard top Bentley Bentley rims
Fucked two sisters wet the crib, In a drop top dunk I broke the rims
Back to back bitch call them twins, Got a hard top X and a drop top M, call me iceberg slim can’t fuck with him
2k on weed - hell, that’s a bill, 5k on lean, Im leaning now
Drunk two whole pints, Im dreaming now
Your girlfriends a semen demon, Big Guwop she screaming out, drop top Rarri showing cleavage
Im on Cleveland, call it Believeland
Knocked your bitch didnt need no reason, take my bitch then call it even
I got hard dick for all these bitches
I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches
No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches
Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas
You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga
You die, you hit forgis - thats on shawty, nigga
We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas
Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas
Nigga tried to knock me off
But these niggas extra soft
How the hell you just start robbing come and try and test a boss
Played the hand that I was dealt,40 make you patty melt
I don’t send no niggas dawg I do that shit by myself
Co-defendant thats a no
Can’t have that shit fly in court
One thing about young juice my
Niggas spied the pussy like a scope
Since you pussy Ima send these hollow tips down your throat
Killa killer murder murder flip that nigga like a burger
I don’t shoot for legs so you know aint no attempted murder
And Young Juice man stay with fire
Make me put you on a burner
Smoke you like a cancer stick
Make your momma deal my load
Talking all that tough talk but your ass know you bologna
Born to go to war, man you got me talking like Im Tony
I got hard dick for all these bitches
I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches
No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches
Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas
You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga
You die, you hit forgis - thats on shawty, nigga
We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas
Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas |
Slime
You know how we rockin, nigga
On gang, man
Shout out DP
Sito, Sito, Sito
Im a hot boy on the block wit extendos
Trapping so I got three cellphones
Glock on me and you know that bitch two-tone
Twelve hot so I work off the flip-phone
Smoke exotic and you know that shit so strong
Bitch wit me and she dont wanna go home
Fuckin on your bitch, she doin you so wrong
Stick on me so you dont wanna get it on
In the trap working like Fred Flintstone
Off of these drugs, I cant make it back home
Now a nigga hot, I feel like Mike Jones
Up on the block and Im workin two zones
Im a young boss so you know I move alarmed
Better get your bitch, she blowin up my phone
Two Glocks on me and I keep that shit on
All my shooters shootin, yeah, they stay armed
All these plays that I got on my trap phone
Im a jefe, nigga, I dont need a loan
AR hit that nigga scalp like a comb
Two bitches wit me and they get along
Robbed that nigga, yeah, I slimed him for his chump
Free the gang, I cant wait til they get home
Got a lil slime bitch, she a redbone
Duwap wit me and he smokin cones
.40 on me, man, leave me alone
Had to kick that bitch out of my home
Red lean all up in my Styrofoam
Chopper hold me down like a bad bone
Talkin brazy, nigga, watch your dome
Remember days by the Georgia Dome
All white pistol on, like shit chrome
Hollow hit that nigga right in his dome
Im a hot boy on the block wit extendos
Trapping so I got three cellphones
Glock on me and you know that bitch two-tone
Twelve hot so I work off the flip-phone
Smoke exotic and you know that shit so strong
Bitch wit me and she dont wanna go home
Fuckin on your bitch, she doin you so wrong
Stick on me so you dont wanna get it on
In the trap working like Fred Flintstone
Off of these drugs, I cant make it back home
Now a nigga hot, I feel like Mike Jones
Up on the block and Im workin two zones
Im a young boss so you know I move alarmed
Better get your bitch, she blowin up my phone
Two Glocks on me and I keep that shit on
All my shooters shootin, yeah, they stay armed |
We make yo ass take a nap
You can give mfka a mile and they go take a lap
Got a Tommy gun in my lap
Glory boyz was made in da trap
I dont give a fuck what they got, I got that sack
He was sneak dissin Sosa, it got him whack
Boy ya on thin ice that shit might crack
All I know spend da sack and get it right back
Rip Tray Savage get hit with the Mac
I broke lil babys heart, please see if shes in tact
Lamborghini, Hellcat, might see the back
Red eye, scat pack might see the track
You aint talkin about the green, come meet the black
Since then I get white money and bitch Im black
Gang stupid Td up but we dont do crack
Foenem in trap, trappin, might slip you a pack
Yall worried about thesе hoes, go flip you a pack, ayy
I been in less shit inna house ayy,
I get Animal style at In N out
Momma beat that L like a blip,
Tie ya shoes bitch, cause I’m a triip
Im like Harley, come give me the lip
Get out the pipe, we gon let it rip
You a dick suckin, dick holder hit your lips
Choppa shaking out my hand , had to get a grip
Its the ass for me, baby its the hips
She hold my racks for me, like a big geep
Cheeese |
Sosa On The Beat
Aye, aye, ayeeeeee
Grah, bang, Grah, bang
Sosa On The Beat
Sosa baby
GBE baby
I walk up in the mall like I hit the jackpot
I can hit your broad like I hit the jackpot
Once she see my charm, she show me what that ass got
Show me what them lips got cause I am a cash cow
I be getting commas
Thats what the fuck I told her your honor
I be spending commas baby
So you know I can fuck your momma baby
Im riding in that thunder
Bitches see it and they wonder where it come from
Rolling in that uh uh
You ride a Honda and your bitch say that its a problem |
Stars shine bright like us
Go in the mall and buy shit on site like us
Bite us
Warrup
Stars shine bright like us
Got these bitches falling out on site like us
Niggas from the dark they cant get light like us
And my nina wish a nigga try to bite us |
Ayy, ayy, ayy
For that check, ayy, break your arm, ayy
He aint talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm, ayy
Ayy, ayy, for that check, ayy, break your arm, ayy ayy
He aint talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm, ayy
Give that choppa to my partner, he gon rain a storm, ayy ayy ayy
We do this snow slid here even storm, ayy
Get hit with concrete shells in your dome, ayy
Off that handout, your damn thot, I hit her wrong
Can’t even stand on my damn block, cops want me gone, ayy
Cant stand me sit your legs down, I hit it home
TEC go ratata sold this rat tac MAC
I spent the ratata on a goddamn hat
I aint even worried about lil fuckin cat
I aint even worried about a lil fuckin gat
My shooter name, shhhh, he gon catch ya lackin
That nigga name, shhh, we gon catch him trappin
Lil Reese, Skrt Skrt, we catch him in traffic
Since I been watch your fucking gramma lucky bastard
I dont care what no one say, she say that I did her wrong
Dont care what no one think, he think that I did him wrong
You think I did you wrong? You need to hear this song
I aint do you wrong shit, all we do is get him on
I aint lookin cool, all I look is money
I aint met him, do I pimp a bomb
Its me and my two souls, have a single chrome
Like a simple beauty with cucumbers
Ayy, ayy, for that check, ayy, break your arm, ayy ayy
He aint talkin right, ayy, ring the alarm, ayy
Give that choppa to my partner, he gon rain a storm, ayy ayy ayy
We do this snow slid here even storm, ayy
Get hit with concrete shells in your dome, ayy
Off that handout, your damn thot, I hit her wrong |
1. Chief Keef - Love Sosa
2. Lil Uzi Vert - Bean
3. Chief Keef - Faneto
4. Travis Scott - Nightcrawler
5. Chief Keef - Hate Bein’ Sober
6. Playboi Carti - Mileage
7. Kanye West - Don’t Like.1
8. Gucci Mane - Semi On Em
9. Chief Keef - I Don’t Like
10. Yung Gravy - Tampa Bay Bustdown
11. Chief Keef - Save That Shit
12. NLE Choppa - Shotta Flow 4
13. Mac Miller - Cut The Check
14. A$AP Mob - Blowin Minds
15. Chief Keef - Uh Uh
16. Ombrе2Choc Nation - I Kill People
17. Chief Keef - Status
18. Chiеf Keef - Bouncin
19. G Herbo - Catch Up
20. Chief Keef - 3Hunna
21. Chief Keef - Earned It
22. Chief Keef- BANG BANG
23. Machine Gun Kelly - Young Man
24. Chief Keef- Thats It
25. G4 Boyz - Local Scammer - Remix
26. 2 Chainz - Free Lighter
27. Chief Keef - Superheroes
28. Lil Tracy - Chicken Soup
29. Chief Keef - Winnin
30. Lil Pump - Whitney
31. Chief Keef - Can You Be My Friend
32. Matt Ox - Jetlag
33. Riff Raff - TiP TOE 3
34. Lil Reese - Traffic
35. FSK SATELLITE- HO FATTO
36. Chief Keef - Hallelujah
37. Chief Keef - Nobody
38. Chief Keef- Monster
39. Fredo Santana - My Lil’ Niggas
40. Chief Keef - Love No Thotties
41. RL Grime - OMG - MYRNE Remix
42. Chief Keef - Belieber
43. 03 Greedo - Bands In The Basement
44. Chief Keef - Text
45. Doe Boy - Neva Froze
46. Chief Keef - War |
And I got the money on my mind
She want me to hit it from behind
She want me to stick it from behind
I just hit a bank with a stick on me
Foes got that Tec, baby you a lil deer, bet
Paid an arm and leg for my earrings set
And I ain’t even yet got my fucking ears pierced
...
Eyy, five K on my wrist
Limping like that AK on my hip
And I got the money on my mind
She want me to hit it from behind
She want me to stick it from behind
Im in lamborghini she likes to speed
Shes a masterpiece she like it neat
He’s talking tough but we gon see
...
Eyy, five K on my wrist
Limping like that AK on my hip
And I got the money on my mind
She want me to hit it from behind
She want me to stick it from behind
... |
Ballout
Its gettin cold man, go
I just spent 50 on my wrist
I need some earlobs
This ice splurging in my wrist cause my diamonds up
Jacket season, Ballout
So bring the mix out
What the bird code
I just switch whips just to remind ya
I declined 10 calls just to remind ya
Cut my dreads off, I aint got a liner
Cut my dreads off, I aint got a liner
Had a show in Philly, the shine got blinded up
Told her close her eyes if Im blindin her
Foregins side to side cause we mind em up
If I up the scoop you know Im gon line em up
Blue hunnids about to get spent on Designer
I cant walk out the mall without the finest stuff
I hop up in a skate, tell em tint it up
Trappin 65, you know we grindin up
If the law get behind me, you know Im sliding off
I cant do so Icy, you Im shinin off
Bitch, you dont like me but you grindin off
I answer my FT, what you gotta show me?
Skrt skrt skrt
Skrt skrt skrt
Skrt skrt skrt
Skrt skrt skrt
Skrt skrt skrt, go
Skrt skrt skrt, skrt
Skrt skrt skrt, skrt
Skrt skrt skrt, go |
Its your boy DJ Hustlenomics
Im just checkin in with Yall niggas man
Yall be rockin with us for the whole mixtape man, Bang the mixtape, Chief Keef, DJ Husltenomics
Yall know what the fuck it is man, Chief keef
You know where we come from, Lamron, o 64, OBlock, 600, shoutout to all them niggas reppin them sets
Me? I just do this shit man, this me
Anything you throw at me, Ima murder that shit
Best mixtape DJ in Chicago, Probably in the country, shit Im seventeen, I got 12 mixtapes droppin in one month, you cant tell me I aint workin
I aint gon talk to yall too long, man I aint gon bore yall asses, I know yall rockin with this shit, I know yall drillin this mixtape the long way, this shit bumpin on the twelves and them cars
So, Ima let Yall finish it up
Just lettin Yall know what the fuck this is man
This just the beginnin of history
Shoutout 600, Shoutout to Lamron, all yall niggas man
Lets get it, bang |
You aint bout that life from the fuckin jump
See your bitch in the club she like hug me back
Got lazy in the gat, she like fuck me back
Get the go home, but they brought me back
I aint wait for bitch to love me back
Bitch I aint gonna lie, like call me back
So I eat too much, bitch call me fat
Ten fat at the light and I wrap it up
In a muscle car like Im flexing up
Ohh, shes boring
Yawing on her like Im just getting up
Take a nigga shirt and rip it up
Take a bitch spirit and lift it up
The K was the axe how I hooked it up
Then the K was the box how I lifted it up
Bang
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up
...
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up
Catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up |
Moment of silence , light some candles
Bitch Im ballin’ and I got the handles
Smoking so much weed Im fogging up my windows
Im riding foreign and they got the handles
Imma handle these niggas out the rental
My car be geeking all I did was touch the handle
Leave it up to me to get this money I’m gon handle it
I got the ball and I got the handles bitch
H.A.N.D.L.E Im off the B.R.O.W.N B.A.G
Any morning he cannot beat me, and the S
Supercharger versus my M3, yes
I was ready to handle business dont bring problems to the next
And for all the big niggas Imma handle it with Tecs
Squeeze the trigger, hold the handle, we got over on you swindle, come and handle this
Moment of silence, light some candles
Bitch Im ballin and I got the handles
Smoking so much weed Im fogging up my windows
Im riding foreign and they got the handles
Imma handle these niggas out the rental
My car be geeking all I did was touch the handle
Leave it up to me to get this money I’m gon’ handle it
I got the ball and I got the handles bitch
Got the ball got the handles got the cars got the weed
Came through flexing she love for me
Glock on me go boom boom boom bitch Bone Thugs be with me
I smoke the best weed bitch the bubbly with me
Aint no nigga just fucking with me
Came through flexing that’s nothing to me
Nigga getting mad thats cuffing to me
This bitch too said she love her some Keef
This bitch too said she love her some me
Then I got mad said she fucking with me
Bitch I´m so baked its a oven with me
A burger and fries thats McDonalds to me
I’m so glad I brought Rondo with me
Im so workin count cash smokin weed
Then these fuck niggas say they comin for me
I hope nigga know I got a llama on me
I hope nigga know I got drama on me
Money got your bitch with the doors up now your lucks out cause your bitch shes slobbing on me
She like, Sosa you nutting on me?
Im like couple times too much money on me
Told the bitch she aint coming with me
You can go anywhere but with me
Moment of silence, light some candles
Bitch Im ballin and I got the handles
Smoking so much weed Im fogging up my windows
Im riding foreign and they got the handles
Imma handle these niggas out the rental
My car be geeking all I did was touch the handle
Leave it up to me to get this money Im gon handle it
I got the ball and I got the handles bitch |
Ayy, Sosa baby
Pull up with the stick, take them charge, Im hockey player
Just name a time and a place nigga, I be there
All that tough talking, you softer than a
And we waiting on ya like we waiting on some welfare
Glock .347, thirty five racks on me |
Aw Shit
Be Cautious
Aw Shit
Bitches see me, they like aw shit
All my cars foreign
All my niggas reckless, dont run up on them
My click is enormous
My bitchs ass is humongous
This what them hoes say when I pull up on them
Aw shit
Boy please be cautious
Chief Sosa money talking
If you aint money taking then why the fuck you talking
Walk up in the club and them bottles get to sparking
Bitch I dont drink you can give that to my brothers
Chief Sosa a reefer chiefer get that from my momma
I fuck that niggas bitch that he was undercover loving
I even fucked his cousin and that bitch gotta husband
I know I be stunting and I dont talk tough for nothing
Bitch Im money hunting
You aint got enough checks
I leave niggas upset cause he aint got nothing
My 24s they rubbing, Im OBlock 300
They see us they like aw shit look at all the foreigns
Aw shit aw shit aw shit aw shit i keep doing my lane, i keep doing my shit, im alucinate my brain which im tweaking today i feel fucked up i cant even rhyme not having effort on my rap shit i just keep hunting stacks of money if got a lucky day i would be happy, im now a young rich boy that has a lot of dough to keep paying insurance, passport and etc |
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Im a gorilla in a fuckin coupe, finna pull up to the zoo, nigga
Who, nigga? Who the fuck is you? I dont know, nigga
No, nigga, pull up on your block, we gon blow, nigga
Go, nigga, run, nigga, run for the po, nigga
Gas what I smoke, nigga
Feds at my door, jump out the window, nigga
No, you cant get no money, silly ho
I just hit a stain, faneto
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, faneto!
Talkin out his neck, pistol to his throat
Blow this motherfucker, he gon choke
On the ground, on the floor
Someone pick him up, take him to the morgue
Im ridin through New York
Finna go and shoot New Jersey up
Tryna take my chain, I aint goin
We gon come and blow New Jersey up
You want something hurried up?
Boy, who you tryna to rob? Bitch, we 30d up
Just left Wokcano, bitch, Im Curryd up
Cheese in my pockets, Velveeta
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Im a gorilla in a fuckin coupe, finna pull up to the zoo, nigga
Who, nigga? Who the fuck is you? I dont know, nigga
No, nigga, pull up on your block, we gon blow, nigga
Go, nigga, run, nigga, run for the po, nigga
Gas what I smoke, nigga
Feds at my door, jump out the window, nigga
No, you cant get no money, silly ho
I just hit a stain, faneto
Fine-, ayy, fine-, ayy
I just hit a stain, fanagoe
I just hit a stain, faneto
I just got 20 for a fuckin 4
I spent that shit on a fuckin coat
Ripped my ear, now I got one earlobe
But Ima still put some diamonds on it
Baby girl, these diamonds are not phony
This car I got, it came from Barcelona
These shoes I got, came from fuckin Paris
This bitch mad cause I dont do marriage
Let a nigga slide, no we dont do scary
We tote pistols, no we dont do worry
Im a gorilla in a fuckin coupe, finna pull up to the zoo, nigga
Who, nigga? Who the fuck is you? I dont know, nigga
No, nigga, pull up on your block, we gon blow, nigga
Go, nigga, run, nigga, run for the po, nigga
Gas what I smoke, nigga
Feds at my door, jump out the window, nigga
No, you cant get no money, silly ho
I just hit a stain, faneto |
All that bitch wanted was a Birkin bag
Im tryna get rich with my working ass
Never start crying, never stop working
So hit the email, put them beats in the dirt
When I pull up on them forgis, I know I left my guys hurt
I wouldn’t have done that if they didnt snake me first
Almighty paved the way for Chicaglo
He told me stay up off them blocks, I couldnt if I tried to
I remember kick the bobos, keep it real nigga
I’m some rapper, but I stay up in the field nigga
I cant hear myself, so I rather keep it real with ya
And I aint snoozing like that, aint popping pills with ya
When I came though in that Porsche, on your face
American boy, American car, Americans boys are starting to race
This shit fucked up that all the American boys are starting to hate
Theres some dead presidents in my pocket, Im spending it all today
Why? cause I dont give no fuck
I’ma make it back we tearing up venues and them clubs
And I get cash from my shows, girl your man he getting slugs
And every time I’m on this mic look I do this shit for Blood
All that bitch wanted was a Birkin bag
Im tryna get rich with my working ass
Never start crying, never stop working
So hit the email, put them beats in the dirt
When I pull up on them forgis, I know I left my guys hurt
I wouldn’t have done that if they didnt snake me first
Almighty paved the way for Chicaglo
He told me stay up off them blocks, I couldnt if I tried to |
Shawty said she was a dreamer
I turned they asses to a believer
My other bitch like Justin Bieber
I guess that bitch a belieber
I still remember my hoes
I bet they still remember my micro
Wavy bitch off my grow
You only want me cause my life glows
All these bitches chasing after D
Tell these bitches, “Chase after cheese”
I forgot I’m the fucking cheese
I ride a Rari around, spending Gs
Who raised me, my momma, granny
No actor, but I need a Grammy
Taxing niggas Uncle Sammy
Girl you know Im Sosa Sammy
I don’t be off the molly
I just be off a lot of weed
Pull up, crash the party
Shots at everybody
Cant be chasing these hoes
Gotta be chasing these rolls
I was dreaming until I woke
I aint a dreamchaser, bitch, I just glo
Sosa, you be flexing, I know
Sosa, you keep weapons, I know
I aint got a yacht, I got a boat
And that bitch is big as my home
I was locked up, Divison 4
Repping my set cause niggas hoes
I remember back in 94
Wait, I was born in 95 though
Remember trapping just to get a coat
Member trapping just to get some clothes
Now I buy anything I want
Anything I want in any mall
I ain’t never been to Mexico
But I’m smoking on Texaco
Remember pilling up Volvos
Now I get 90 for 4 show
My jewelry it cost 4 shows
I threw it in the water and let it float
Its icy, like the fucking North Pole
I don’t need no stylist for my wardrobe
Look, lady, I got the fucking pack
And I got the motherfucking sack
Its a lot of snakes in the grass
Watch out, theyll bite you in yo back |
Yeah everything lit
My chain, my watch, my earrings
Shit my bitch too
My pants, my belt
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Smoking on this nigga, Im on him, high feel like thunder
Cause I got lots of commas they do what I say like Simon
If he on that opp shit, no parallel shit, we line em up
Niggas like to talk shit, I be counting guap getting high as fuck
Johnny Dang ice on, you feeling down Ill light you up
My niggas on that hot shit, that cobra shit it gon fire you up
1 of 1 watch on, I swear this bitch so icy as fuck
All my guns Designers, I know you dont want them to size you up
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer |
So you playboy? hahaha
You playboy, I didnt...
So you playboy? I go by Chief Sosa
Your bitch say she been on my lap, but I aint even notice
You wanna get high? Bitch, I got that potion
And I got my shooters with me, try me you get smoked, bitch
Tadoe got all these bitches rollin, Ballout got all these bitches gloin
And we got everybody blowin, you niggas broke all
And you need a loan, man |
Turn up, wooo
Get a desert eagle to these boys and make it happen
Cheating on the soda with my medicine
And I am a soldier with no cappin
These niggas steady gettin dogs but for hoppin |
Yeah, skrt
Skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt
I just fucked this bitch and fell up off the Lollo
Baciel a roll but told her bend it over
I was off a 8 of drink then I left the column
Ima get up with you later, thats what I told her
Goin fast, we hit a motor
Put a ship up in the car and take it off my shoulder
Triple 5 for the gang and we roll the donuts
Side views back to back, did you smell the odor?
You can smell it all in or outside the colder
I just sipped a 100 bands from gualemala
Bitch, Im bout the bag every dollar
Car goin fast and it holla
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag every the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag every the dollar
Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Ball like no tomorrow
Countin dirty gualla
Chasin every problem
Trappin open lotta
Bitch, I been a baller
In a Lamborghini crawlin
In a Lamborghini crawlin
So its time to buy me a Rarri
You know I been ballin
The car grill talkin
Blue hundreds crib walkin
These niggas still walkin
Blue hundreds crib walkin
These niggas still walkin
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
In the club, pints no bottles
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
Bitch, Im bout the bag, bout the dollar
In the club, pints no bottles |
Girl wait a minute, tryna see you, where you going?
See that Im that nigga, that’s the only thing Im knowing
Girl take a trip with me,
Tell me that you love me, aint got shit to do with me
Ain’t got shit to do with me, aint got shit to do with me
Bugging me with questions, aint got shit to do with me
Aint got shit to do with me, aint got shit to do with me
She love me because Im reckless, aint got shit to do with me
Now I got you and I see, where you going
bust with shooters,
My niggas move with me, for that money you will see
Hood make me who I be, I just stick to doing me
, fuck you pay me, no disrespect
But Im full of disrespect, smoking loud and damn it’s cloudy
And they call me ,
Shawty saying she don’t smoke, I pass this loud, I bet she
Man up in
shawty
Fuck on the other shawty
Aint got shit to do with me, see my bro ain’t in it shawty
Girl wait a minute, tryna see you, where you going?
See that Im that nigga, thats the only thing Im knowing
Girl take a trip with me,
Tell me that you love me, ain’t got shit to do with me
Aint got shit to do with me, aint got shit to do with me
Bugging me with questions, aint got shit to do with me
Aint got shit to do with me, aint got shit to do with me
She love me because Im reckless, aint got shit to do with me
Im on that
She on the same
She something special to me, she got her mind right
till she started yelling
She say Im killing them, she talking competition
I hit her then Im gone, baby girl theres no comitmant
Now loving, thats another story
She know Im , that stuff is manditory
She say baby its just you and me
I tell , aint got shit to do with me
Girl wait a minute, tryna see you, where you going?
See that Im that nigga, thats the only thing Im knowing
Girl take a trip with me,
Tell me that you love me, aint got shit to do with me
Aint got shit to do with me, aint got shit to do with me
Bugging me with questions, aint got shit to do with me
Aint got shit to do with me, aint got shit to do with me
She love me because Im reckless, aint got shit to do with me |
HOOK: THAT BITCH ALL IN MY PHONE I DONT KNO WAT YOU THEN HEARD GET OUT MY FACE GET ON BITCH S.W.R.V
THAT BITCH ALL IN MY FACE SHE BE GETTIN ON MY NERVES
I TELLHA GET OUT MY LANE S.W.R.V BITCH S.W.R.V Imma FLYBOY IN MY FLY ZONE DID I DO SOMETHING THAT WAS WRONG BITCHES ALL IN MY FACE THATS WHY I MADE THIS SONG
THEY MAD CAUSE IM UP NEXT I JACKBALL I FLEX FROM A THOT NO SEX I ONLY WANT THAT NECK IM RUNNIN THRU THESE CHECKS SHE LIKE THE WAY I DRESS THESE HOES BE LOOKIN A MESS THAT WHY ION FUCK WITEM ION KNOW WHAT THEY THEN HEARD GET ALL UP OUT MY FACE S.W.R.V BITCH S.W.R.V
HOOK: |
Niggas cant cancel me, Tuca & Bertie
Beat that kitty up until my dick hurting
I race these niggas like Thomas and Bertie
Bring that turbo like a snail
Niggas cant see my talent, need braille
Pussys healthy, eat it up like kale
Scared black people cannot go pale
I dont count up in my bank account
Savage like 21, it always count
Cant live in my block, shit is fucked up
Bank account playing while I ride around |
Lyrics From Snippet
Hell cat , brakes broke
New Philippe , blue face
New mansion , I aint movin yet
Prada bags, keep them racks man
Green leather coat, Michael Jackson back
Give him smoke, we prepare for that
F&N, hit a nigga chin
I been trappin bout ever since I was ten
Now I did it, now Im rich
Now Im rich , Im too playa to all you fuck bitches
Now Im the man, Im the man, Im the ma-an
Couple bands cause these bitches doin handstands
Now Im the man, Im the man, Im the ma-an
Couple bands cause thеse bitches doin handstands
Leanin likе a kickstand, getcho mans cause he bitch made
Aye lil boy, dont get lost tryna find yo self
Switch yo sides, switch yo team, got them cookin wealth
Eyes low cause Im jetlag
Bangin on that bitch? Boy I been had that
I see why you big mad , lookin at yo team yall big sad
VVS Diamonds in a gift bag
Too white, give a nigga whiplash
Now I did it, now Im rich
Hell cat , brakes broke
New Philippe , blue face
New mansion , I aint movin yet
Prada bags, keep them racks man
Green leather coat, Michael Jackson back
Give him smoke, we prepare for that
F&N, hit a nigga chin
I been trappin bout ever since I was ten
Great Cat , black stripes
We both pulled up in Cats, lets have a cat fight
Black Chrome Hearts, Im a black knight
These aint yeah that,
She say she want a hood nigga, thats right
Baby Imma tear that down if you dont act right
She like you got that sack, you got them stacks right
Im like girl, I dont know girl I want that Ice
I know you see, shawty BB...
....Like they watchin TV
Blacked out ninja, but she tryna see me
Elliot, I feel like Im VV
Hell cat , brakes broke
New Philippe , blue face
New mansion , I aint movin yet
Prada bags, keep them racks man
Green leather coat, Michael Jackson back
Give him smoke, we prepare for that
F&N, hit a nigga chin
I been trappin bout ever since I was ten |
Eh, eh
Dubba-AA flex
Uh, slatt, big choppa on my name
Go tell em
Trap house, trapped out, every pack gone now
Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45
Straight up out them trenches, now young nigga rockin shows now
Told em pay attention, bitches listen, cut your phone off
Five phones, lotta dope, thick hoes, condos
Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow
Nigga talkin like he raw but you know I really know
When they try to cut me off, Ima show how it go
Pull up flexin with my niggas with some shiny bones
I told him that that shit won’t long, I had to buss it down
Yeah talkin like he want some smoke, he betta bump it down
Thuggin with his niggas, pussy when they not around
Big house, big Glock, big knot, no lie
Say he want with me, bet, catch him, hit him with that fire
House arrest on my leg, got in trouble with the cops
Fuck that, post up, 100 shots on that block
Trap house, trapped out, every pack gone now
Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45
Straight up out them trenches, now young nigga rockin shows now
Told em pay attention, bitches listen, cut your phone off
Five phones, lotta dope, thick hoes, condos
Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow
Nigga talkin like he raw but you know I really know
When they try to cut me off Ima show how it go
This four nickel, two cars, four pistols
You aint never blowed a pistol, you aint ever load a pistol
You aint ever sold nothin, you aint gotta act like it
When we wet you block up, we gon call that baptizin
Trap spot jumpin, Harden run no defense
And all that fake love, man... |
Lyrics from Snippet
Wanna fuck her good one day
Im still waiting for this time
I said, Jesus piece our Christ
I feel that I can fly, baby I aint gon lie-ie-ie-ie-ie
Our block baby it is World War 3, three!
Said she wanna come swerve on me
So many people depend on me
Bring the green, wont work on me, no!
Skrrting the Benz, its gon stand on me, me!
I dont wanna say you could run on me, no!
Love you cause when you talk please
Get off my FaceTime, dont call me
Blew up bitch in 2 a.m. talking,
See us in them skrrts wе aint walking
All that shit you been having, I been balling
Only time I sleep
Can you get me somе ice?
Dont believe in no, dont believe in no high !
After a million lies
Had a pistol in a fight pow! |
This gun of mines, woouooooo woooo wooo
This gun of mines, woouooooo woooo wooo
This gun of mines, woouooooo woooo wooo
Glo Gang , Glo Gang
Imma blow you down with this gun of mines
The only thing thats loud is this pack and this gun of mines
You better get it down like this gun of mines
This gun of mines , This gun of mines
This gun of mines , This gun of mines
This gun of mines , This gun of mines
This gun of mines , This gun of mines |
Aye
Gang, gang, Blood Gang, Glo Gang, Cap Gang
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga I got cash, I got cash up out da ass, I got bands
And I got some bitches they are twins, till the end
I be smokin tooka till the end
And if it aint about gettin money convo, then move it to the end
Comin throught this money pronto, do it in advance, do this shit again
Cause I aint never had shit
Aye, Im calculatin, multiplaying money structure
Niggas, cause they be actin funny, aye whats hannin
My niggas come through with them blammers, blamin
I be coming through with that cabbage, cashin
Niggas actin like they savage, savage
You gon end up in that casket, casket
Ballin real hard no marriage, marriage
No Saint Antonio, Im duckin on Texas
Nigga Im a panther, my niggas panthers, we come through when we redrum shit backward
Nigga Im flexin, I aint even got the muscles
Runnin with the sack, tryna make me fumble
Where I come from? the motherfuckin jungle
And I stand like a motherfuckin bumble
And Im already for the motherfuckin rumble
Smokin on dope, you be smokin cucumber
This bitch told me, she dont even want it
Smokin on shit, I dont even wanna wonder
When I getchu bitch, she dont even wanna wonder
We was gettin high, I think its marijuana
I love my daughter, my granny, my momma
And my lil sister and my lil brother
And I kill yo ass if you think about touch em
And Im just sayin Hi, Im thinkin about bussin
And I kill yo ass if you think about touch em
And Im just sayin Hi, Im thinkin about bussin
Nigga I got cash, I got cash up out da ass, I got bands
And I got some bitches they are twins, till the end
I be smokin tooka till the end
And if it aint about gettin money convo, then move it to the end
Comin throught this money pronto, do it in advance, do this shit again
Cause I aint never had shit
Aye, Im calculatin, multiplaying money structure
Niggas, cause they be actin funny, aye whats hannin
Nigga I got cash, I got cash up out da ass, I got bands
And I got some bitches they are twins, till the end
I be smokin tooka till the end
And if it aint about gettin money convo, then move it to the end
Comin throught this money pronto, do it in advance, do this shit again
Cause I aint never had shit
Aye, Im calculatin, multiplaying money structure
Niggas, cause they be actin funny, aye whats hannin |
Just call up Yung Gleesh, he gon bring the uzi
For Almighty So, she bust like a uzi
Call me whatchu want, bitch, I dont pay for coochie
Woo Woo
Woo Woo
Woo Woo
For Almighty So, she bust like a uzi
Call me whatchu want, bitch, I dont pay for coochie
Goggles in the face, its just me and Ugee
Call up Yung Gleesh, he gon bring the uzi
You smokin on that mild, bitch, I smoke that owee
That shit got my high, got my out of coolie
When she with me she free, she like dropping dolcis
I told that bitch no kisses, you might have da coodies |
Hoodini |
Lyrics from snippet
They keep talkin make it rain deadly
I walked up, they heard my chain swinging
I pulled off, they heard the cat scratching
See lil folks wimme he back packin
On your car bitch we back packin
How’s life? Girl it’s fantastic
I can still be a damn savage
Got a 40 let yo man have it
I keep walkin on this bitch place |
Yeah, aah, bang, aaah, them yellow woes, bang bang, aye, dududuh
Talkin with that hoe she set you up
That’s what you get for picking bitches up
Girl you know I make these bitches slut
Girl you know I make these bitches fuck
Chief So known for breaking bitches up
She steady asking me whats in my cup
Chief So known for a brick, here come a slug
50 at the K, when I pull up
Bitch, we known for shakin niggas up
You aint gang, no funkies in the cut
He the type be makin bitches up
Dope D make a bitch in love |
Huh? What? Thottie!
Bitch! Yeah, aye, what?
Astro got it runnin
Say yo grace, ho, cause, bitch, its over
I had 80K, I blew that copped a Range Rover
I be swerving, switchin lanes, so hard I damn near broke my shoulder
If she wanna fuck with us I tell her, lil thot, bend it over, huh
Bu-Bu-Bust down on my dick, do a split, ho
She throw it back, I might fuck around pay yo rent ho
All these pussies cappin bout shit they dont really get, though
Lil Frosty so pretty, got bitches who workin for Bang Bros
Say yo grace, ho, cause, bitch, its over
I had 80K, I blew that copped a Range Rover
I be swerving, switchin lanes, so hard I damn nеar broke my shoulder
If she wanna fuck with us I tеll her, lil thot, bend it over, huh
Hol up, all these broke boys, they cant stand me
I just hit it raw, then I made her swallow Plan B
Pull out the choppa and I aim it at your granny
That bitch dont speak my language, she said she do not understand me
Just DMd your bitch, she said Im a snack,
Send boys to your addy, drop a pin on the map
Did laps with your bitch just like Im on a track, I sold out my show then brought fans through the back
Snuck fans through the back, we make some hoes dance
Hundred thousand, got it all in advance
Air Force Ones I dont fuck with no Vans
I feel like Tekashi, you wont get a chance
Say yo grace, ho, cause, bitch, its over
I had 80K, I blew that copped a Range Rover
I be swerving, switchin lanes, so hard I damn near broke my shoulder
If she wanna fuck with us I tell her, lil thot, bend it over, huh |
Aye
Aye
Aye
Ladies on my lap
Please get outta yo phone
We gone have a party
A party
A party
A party
All my killers on the way, yeah, they have to see lesbians
And all the ladies on my lap, baby, please get outta your phone
Cause we havin’ a party tonight
Its a party tonight, its a party tonight
It’s a party tonight, its a party tonight
Its a party, we havin a party tonight
Its a party tonight
Aye, You can be whatever you wanna be dont let em tell you that you cant
You can be a super-hero, fly fast as SuperMan, partner up with BatMan if you want
You can be a firefighter, believe that
You can be a liar, I see that
You can have cancer, and beat that
You can do anything you want, just achieve that
You can be a ball player
You can be a golf player
You can be Muhammad Ali
You get to live your life free
All my killers on the way, yeah, they have to see lesbians
And all the ladies on my lap, baby, please get outta your phone
’Cause we havin’ a party tonight
Its a party tonight, it’s a party tonight
Its a party tonight, its a party tonight
Its a party, we havin’ a party tonight
Its a party tonight |
Lyrics from snippet
Ain’t give no fucks
I turned her mouth into a babysitter
Lil shawty, i turned the Maybach to a
Baguettes, we got them pointers I got big rocks
Money big, big
This bitch asked me for fame and i said no
This bitch asked me for fame and i said no
I bought a rose gold Rollie for the show
20 car keys Eenie Miney Mo |
Everybody is on drugs, drugs, drugs
member I used to sell drugs, drugs, drugs
But now I am a drug, drug, drug
Im what everybody love, love, love |
Lyrics from Snippet
You and your friends give me all my friends
Take three girls in the Benz ...
Let me pray to the name of the lord
get bored
Now they really feeling like they ... |
I say they dont want no problems
Cause they do I got them
Spot em then I shot em
I came from the bottom
Now I got that starter
Telling me go harder
And my nigga Reese telling me go harder
Hotter then a sauna
I am boutmy commas
Cant switch you like we commas
You a Fredo longer
Niggas know im running
Smoking on good chronic
GBE we stunting
We cant go no longer
GBE them problems
We got lotta money
Be when we was robbing
Now we on C starter
Say they dont want no problems |
LYRICS FROM SNIPPET
Baby nasty aye aye
She say she wanna let me, but
My watch is nasty, aye
It kept them bitches dancing
I want it I can have it aye
He try to be funny elastic |
Met this bitch, bitch on sunset, lil hood rat
Met this bitch, bitch on sunset, lil hood rat
Met this bitch, bitch on sunset, lil hood rat
Ballout
Met this bitch, bitch on sunset, lil hood rat
Met this bitch on sunset in a sundress
Whats your number? Bitch run back
She let me but she wont come back
When I started the foreign, it made the kids run back
Its the sun not the thunder cat
My neck is on icy tech, make her have a heart attack
You sparkin first, Im sparkin back
We took your whole pound and couldnt even get a quarter back
Whatchu want a quarter of crack?
Im smokin and I hope tellin no again
Fuck that bitch, I know I can
Oh you got a FN? Nigga blow it then
If you gettin money, nigga show me then
Square ass niggas, show me then
If you a fuck nigga, I cant hang witchu
I dont wanna switch chains witchu
I dont wanna hit no sandwich
If I dont know you I cant fuck witcha
Is you smart? Is you dumb nigga?
Diss my block, get the fuck nigga
Its not even a car, its a truck
Sosa hit the gas and lift it up
You know we do live for the party
Came to the party with the molly
Came to the party with the oxies
All these hoes tweakin off the molly
And my niggas high off the zaza
Pour the red up and make me nana
Made me pull up on you on a hot ride
Lookin down atchu from a high ride
Lookin at the bitch that look like Gaga
Pole on me, hitchu with that hot ride
I dont know, I made my car a tata
I dont know her name, I call her Tata
Met this bitch on sunset in a sundress
Whats your number? Bitch run back
She let me but she wont come back
When I started the foreign, it made the kids run back
Its the sun not the thunder cat
My neck is on icy tech, make her have a heart attack
You sparkin first, Im sparkin back
We took your whole pound and couldnt even get a quarter back
Whatchu want a quarter of crack?
Im smokin and I hope tellin no again
Fuck that bitch, I know I can
Oh you got a FN? Nigga blow it then
If you gettin money, nigga show me then
Square ass niggas, show me then
If you a fuck nigga, I cant hang witchu
I dont wanna switch chains witchu
I dont wanna hit no sandwich
If I dont know you I cant fuck witcha
Is you smart? Is you dumb nigga?
Diss my block, get the fuck nigga
Its not even a car, its a truck
Sosa hit the gas and lift it up
Bitches GNG never on dutch
Pourin up in Fanta not Crush
She see the Crush ice, now she got a crush
I dont do too much
Diamonds talkin for me
My guys sparkin for me
You see these shades, your mayor has bought em for me
I just met a 40
My wrist it cost a 40
Im sick of buyin .40s
I know you hear about me shorty
Its like 6 Oclock in the morning
If you a fuck nigga, I cant hang witchu
I dont wanna switch chains witchu
I dont wanna hit no sandwich
If I dont know you I cant fuck witcha
Is you smart? Is you dumb nigga?
Diss my block, get the fuck nigga
Its not even a car, its a truck
Sosa hit the gas and lift it up |
Yeahhhh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeahhhh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta know bitch da fuck you lien
Bitch my watch so icy, I dont know the time
So many cars, dont know which one to ride
Im Alcohol put me outside
No alcohol point me to the loud
Turn up with yall aint no turnin down
Im rich as fuck, aint no Turing around |
HOOK: These niggas claim they banging but we YBK these niggas claim they banging but we YBK these niggas claim they banging but we YBK we YBK yeah bitch we YBK!
They never on their block down there everyday. Niggas getting drop saying fuck g gang, catch P.J he getting shot in his face Im R.L.N GG GANG yb fucking K. Seen that nigga Poo he didnt wanna fight, I already knew they wasnt about that life. Catch that nigga Chris then its pop on site. Catch their mom on my block she will die tonight |
Bipolar, bipolar, bipolar
Bipolar, bipolar, bipolar
Bipolar, bipolar
Bipolar
Dun Deal on the track
Bipolar, bipolar, my cash is bipolar
It want this, then it want that, swear my cash is bipolar
Bipolar, bipolar, my watch is bipolar
It shine like this, then it shine like that, swear my watch is bipolar
Bipolar, bipolar, they say Im bipolar
I act like this, then act like that, these hoes say Im bipolar
Bipolar, bipolar, my gun is bipolar
It shoot up this, it shoot up that, swear my gun is bipolar |
Yeah
I Got Cash I Got Cash
I Got Cash, I Got Cash
Bitches Wanna Fuck With Me Cause I Got Cash
These Niggas Wanna Fuck With Me Cause I Got Cash
These Niggas Say Fuck Me Cause I Got Cash
I Got Cash, I Got Cash
Walk Up In The Mall Buy Shit
Dont Look At The Tags
They Can Saying Anything But They Know Sosa Got Cash
Bitch I Got Cash, I Got Cash
All These Niggas Hating , Cause I Got Cash
Im Bout To Get The Lean , They Know Reese Gon Spaz
Yeah Im Switching Lanes , In A Brand New Car
Back When I Was Broke , I Used To Think Of These Cars
Now Im Out Here , Got My Money Looking Right
Got A Bitch Next To Me , Her Head Game Tight
Mama Aint Give A Fuck , So She Let Her Spend The Night
Her Head Game So Good , I Said Her Future Looking Bright
Everybody Know That , Reese Got Cash
Im In The Mall Ballin` , Juss Like Im Steve Nash
Im Blowin Loud , Yall Niggas Smoke On Hash
Im In The Foreign Car , Yup That Shit Real Fast
Smokin On Them Flowers , Call That Shit Raynisha
Got A Nina , Ridin In A New All White Beema
Call Cj , Cause He Said He Need A Brand New Nina
My Niggas Keep The Money , Wells Fargo Thats Where I Keep It |
Yeah, bang bang
Bang, bang, bang bang
Bang 2 pistols
Tadoe off the Molly
See I fuck a lot of hoes
This that turn up
Its that turn up
Its that turn up
I see bands, its that turn up
This that turn up
I see bitches, I stay turnt up
I stay turnt up
That turn up
That turn up
That turn up
That turn up
That turn up
That turn up
Its turn up, turn up
Turn up
You niggas see
I feel like
Dont make me roll up on your your ass and let my heat on it
You try to shoot me down, Ima fucking pee on it
She know I keep them racks
I roll up this weed on her
She got Chief Keef on her
I roll the weed on her, nigga
I dont pay for pussy, I only fuck for free only
Selling
She said she fuck with me only
She just want a piece of it, that bitch can sleep on it
Let me hit it from the back, I just throw them 3s on her
I just cop a BMW, Ima throw some Ps on it
Me and 40 best friends, I put 23s on it
And I know that bitch gon go because I got double Gs on it |
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang
Bang 2 pussies
Get a lot of money
Fuck a lot of hoes
..
Bitch, Thats that turn up
Bitch, Thats that turn up turn up
Bitch, Thats that turn up
I say bitch, Thats that turn up turn up
Thats turn up
I say bitch, Thats that turn up turn up
Thats turn up
That turn up
That turn up
That turn up turn up
That turn up
That turn up turn up
That turn up
That turn up turn up
That turn up
You niggas seen on you, I feel like a speed bullet
Dont make me roll up on your ass, sending all my heat on you
Bitch try to shoot me down, imma fuckin pee on em
She know I keep them racks, I roll up its me on em
She got Chief Keef on her, I roll no weed on her
Nigga I dont pay for pussy, Imma fuck for free on em
Steady asks how I got passes, said she fuck with me on her
She just bought some Ps on her, that bitch gon strip on us
Made me hit the front back, I just got 3s on her
I just got a BMW, Imma throw some keys on her
Me and 40 best friends, I put 23s on her
And I know that bitch dont blow, cause I got Double Gs on her |
Im popular
Cant see me without binoculars
CPD used to be stalking us
Sosa how you doing? Im marvelous
He went that way I went the opposite
Swear I had to get it, but they stopped and shit
She suckin me until I bitch
You got us talking so we hopped that bitch
Drinking too much I had to stop that shit
Feel like Chase David I drop that bitch
Ohh he take a gun, we aint got that bitch
He would never leave, he love that bitch
Bill Cos - fuck around, enjoy that bitch
Peeled on, peeled off, what was that shit
Ey Ey |
Сынуля, отвлекись от уроков!
Брильянты на моем запястье, на моей суке
В моем доме всегда шум, здесь нету места скуке
Я держу блок под контролем , здесь толкают дурь
Мои нигеры со мною, я спокоен, сука, дай мне пуль
Держи своих псов подальше от моих районов
Я пущу их всех на мяса и отдам в mcdonalds
Купил пару новых блинков и новый пентхауз
Выходные на карибах, ты на даче с мамой
Rolex на моей руке тянет ее вниз
Не потратил сегодня лям - мне не зачем жить
В стакане purrp, в комнате smoke - нихуя не вижу
Ношу столько золота , что заработал грыжу
В моей тачке нету места, ведь здесь сидяь суки
Твоя телка шепчет мне , что ты ей наскучил
Я держу четыре хаты, в трех выращиваю стаф
Гребу золото лопатой, нал забил четвертый шкаф
Cash и кирпичи из кокса на моем столе
Сука хочет замуж , но это не ко мне
Диски в моей тачке стоят как твоя пятера
Платина на запястье привлекает взгляды телок
Еще большк жирных жоп - мне не помешает
Бабки, сучки everyday-все, что мы знаем
Еще больше стафа в блант, мы забиваем
Бабки сучьки everyday-man, ты понимаешь
Х2
Открываю bottle с henny - за сегодня это пятый
Ты открыл водяру с Леной, я не понял вообще, нахуй
Золотая цепьна шее в моей bentley всегда тесно
Я один, а сучек море - большие жепы повсеместно
Я взрываю блантсо стафом в своей вилле на Miami
Ты со своим старым дедом караулишь дверь на даче
Моя flava всегда тусит - мы врываемся на party
Свежий spliffчик меня сушит - мы здесь все на жестком hype
Ты грозишься прокурором, man, он куплен, мне всё похуй
Я стрелял по вам обсосы, мои доги рвут вам жепы
В моей хате все в брильянтах - ты не видел столько, мальчик
Твой батек сосет на Яграх, твоя дочь дает за stuffчик
Мой пиджак сшит из купюр, все деды об этом знают
Пообедал в Барселоне, сын, соси, я улетаю
Папа, не уезжай, сначала помой мне жепу
БЛА ИДИ НАХУЙ СЫНЯРА Я БУДУ СТРЕЛАТЫ БЛА
Я нахайпил столько сосок, что в семеру все не влезут
Ты в римасик идешь пешем, не наскрябад на проезд
Киски моют мой cadillac, я сегодня купаюсь в Кристалле
Ты по малолеточке отмотал, сегодня домой возвращаешься к маме
На моей яхте уже нету места, придется высадить пару розеток
Ты мечтанул, что ты в party со мной, только твоего батю дерёт мой сосед
Я покупаю новый отель, проблемы с деньгами меня не волнуют
Твой отец идет в мой бардель посмотреть на моих сосок вживую
Я купил себе целый остров, понимаешь сынок, у меня филы
Твоя мать мой толчек пылесосит, пришлось насрать твоему деду на могилу
Мои братья все в шубах поголовно, я выступаю, загребаю бабло
У тебя за месяц вторая условка, ты перед тюрягой зашил бы очко
У меня столько casha, что мой правнук бы прожил
Я потратил лям на деда, зато нормально похоронил
В перестелке словил девять пуль, мои uzi меня не подводят
В моем погребе знатная дурь, после клуба нас сучьки развозят
ИЛЮХА БЛЯДЬ КТО ЭТО?!? |
Law abiding citizens, all my hoes like Michelin
The villains in the villages
100 shots, 30 shots duck em hoe
We dont do no shots, we don’t do no shots
100 shots, 30 shots duck em hoe
We dont do no shots, we dont do no shots
I come from the O block, we tote tecs and tote Glocks |
Sos Baby
Chop rollin
Where we gon start nigga?
What you need sum weed nigga?
Gang gang
What you need sum weed?
And I got a heavy foot I cant sip it slow
Get off that kiddy shit we grown up
You the type of nigga point the cops to the trap door |
Black Migo gang, Glow gang
300
You already know we takin chances
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Anything happen, I can handle it
Im addicted to this gamblin
Gamblin with my life, gamblin with my life
Addicted to the streets, diamonds and money
Takin chances for my kids, KB and Bunny
Stomach full of Free Bands, but Im still hungry
Even if I aint got no bands, I still look like money
I finesse you out your karrots, and dress like Im homeless
Niggas still screamin, packs with birds everywhere floatin
Take a chance and fuck with me, I bust you open
Sellin that Crack, I got jugs in motion
Gotta sell it how it look, itll crumble up on ya
36s look like books, you get 7 for a hundred
Jug with the OG bosses, I dont be round runners
Never think bout a loss, I just keep gettin money
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Anything happen, I can handle it
Im addicted to this gamblin
Gamblin with my life, gamblin with my life
Takin chances, takin chances, takin chances
Bitch, I shine from my wrist, up to my necklace
Girl, come and bless me, trick
Glow gang, posted like a statue
Takin chances, havin this bitch on more tip
My niggas with me, we up like a Faress Weal
Takin chances, havin this pipe up in my car
But Id rather be caught with it, than without it
Takin chances, no security everywhere I go
Its me and Glow, no security at my show
Takin chances, I got all my jewelry on
Takin chances, something long in my chroam
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Anything happen, I can handle it
Im addicted to this gamblin
Gamblin with my life, gamblin with my life
My mama mad at me, cause I gamble too much
I had 200,000 in high school, but I fucked it all up
I took a chance on the road, just so I could run it all up
And then these niggas started snitchen, had to switch my ride up
I drive my own packs, I love gamblin
Shoot dice, I throw my whole hand in
A free 75,000, I done cashed in
Police get behind me, I be smashin
7 days a week, Im takin chances
I cant get no sleep, I keep on gamblin
Lost 20 bricks last week, but I can stand it
But won a quarter mill, I be cappin
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Every damb day, Im takin chances
Anything happen, I can handle it
Im addicted to this gamblin
Gamblin with my life, gamblin with my life |
I need to smoke some pack or I go crazy
Been smokin a pack since back in the day
If I fuck your hoe, she gon go cray
I been doing that since back in the day
Been gettin money since school days
Boy, you gettin money hooray
Ion give no fuck
You say you glowin, but ion see whats up
Whats up with all these fuck niggas?
Ill buck at all these fuck niggas
Im upping all these fuck niggas down
They clowns , niggas look around
I heard you be with all these fuck niggas
Catch you at the red light, green light chuck nigga
Go, we finna blow
Boy I hope you not with your hoe
I got my pole, aint that what you want?
KKK colder, AK wet you up
With my disciples, play games if you want
We totin light poles and they hit you up |
I fucked yo ho, I fucked yo ho
I fucked yo ho, I fucked yo ho
I fucked yo ho, I fucked yo ho
I fucked yo ho, I fucked yo ho
She love my pole for some rolls
I signed yo ho, I fucked yo ho |
Aye, aye, damn, aye, aye
Aye, Gang in this bitch, Rang in this bitch
Why the fuck you playing in this bitch, get trained in this bitch
Aye, damn, aye, yea, aye, aye, skurt-skurt,
Im a real nigga, who the fuck is you
Ridin round in that coupe, with that tool
Bitches get clapped up too
Cuz they talkin bout stabbin in school
Said you goin smack her too, aint seen shit done by you
Lil bitch you a fool, why the fuck you actin brand new
Cant wait to see yo ass in June
LD WHAT I SMOKE BITCH
Yall some lil niggas, pussy you a joke BITCH
30s, 40s, Tecs, pussy yeah we tot
Fuck around and get yo pussy ass smoked BITCH
Actin like you know
Said my cousin slow
Did it for the low
Said that was your bro
Jerked em off and no
You sent nudes to Fazo
But you aint a thot
You fucked with the whole row
Ridin through yo side
With the semi tucked
Dont get fucked up
Claim you a 10, lookin like a duck
You let bull fuck, so now wassup
You promote that dumb shit for the Snap
Fuck around and lil bitch, you can get clapped
Talkin all that shit but you aint gotta strap
How you tell ya bro
You cant get dicked down from the back
LD WHAT IM SMOKING, ITS THAT PACK
So either shut the fuck up, or get clap-clapped
Cuz Im a real nigga, who the fuck is you
Ridin round in that coupe, with that tool
Bitches get clapped up too
Cuz they talkin bout stabbin in school
Said you goin smack her too, aint seen shit done by you
Lil bitch you a fool, why the fuck you actin brand new
Cant wait to see yo ass in June
LD WHAT I SMOKE BITCH
Yall some lil niggas, pussy you a joke BITCH
30s, 40s, Tecs, pussy yeah we tot
Fuck around and get yo pussy ass smoked BITCH |
I pull up fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast
I put the party to the molly which bitch, Imma pass ya
When she get on top, yeah, I told her ride faster
I be doin verses, get that guap alot faster
You wanna get famous, Imma do this alot faster
Bitch I’m Glo boy and everything is fast
God y’all some broke boys and everyday is average
I dont got no choice, bitch, everyday is laughin
I will ride Rolls Royce, bitch, everything faster |
Baby its just you and me, lets take are time in the shower babe
We dont need to fight, we can watch movies all night
From blue ray to h d, we in a room with the lights cutoff
I want to make love to you, hold you tight and make you feel special too
Want to get naughty well turn on the radio lets jam to something old
My finger tips running all on your body it kinda smooth just take off that top let me see something smooth about you
Gripping on you so fast trying not let go
My heart beating at a 101 tasting your fumes as we getting in the bed
What hold up let me slip on this rubber just to test it out on you
I want to do something freaky to you
Dont let me go just gold on to me as we making sweet passionate
Love
Your body so new to this o why you got twerk with it you know i love your body when you drop it low for me keep hoping till you finish baby |
Man Ive never been broken hearted
Cause I pull off in a Rarri
Choppa shit like Bang
Flexin on these
Man Ive never been broken hearted
Cause i pull off in a Rarri
.... |
Young Chop on the beat
Bank Account
What’s haddenin, what’s haddenin
What’s haddenin, what’s haddenin
{Verse 1: Red Cafe}
Look I don’t do no tough talk
I strap up and my gun tall
I only fuck with super freaks
Tell them open wide then I bust off
No brakes on that 2 door, slang blue magic, that’s too raw
I holdin out that pimp c, y’all niggas acting like Rupar
Real nigga off that Chief Keef and drilling all looking 3D
Covered in all that YSL, and that LV and that GG
Bad bitches fuck my team, I get dirty money, and my ride clean
My diamonds is clear though, middle finger all ya weirdos
My bitches, my bitches, you know I love my bitches
My niggas got warrants, so we ain’t taking pictures
You loving her, I’m fucking her
Your connect be my customer
Nigga I ain’t no role model, I’m america’s top hustler
Im cooling wit my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga Im three hunna
Click clack pow, now he running
Dont be fuckin wit my youngins
Them niggas be drumming
They take ya ass down
Shit we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda
A fuck nigga dont wanna be it
No, no, I like my bitch conceited
Im Sosa, bitch Chief Keef, yeah
My gun, dont make me beat it
Im cooling wit my young niggas
A lot of kush, a lot of guns nigga
You see you us you better run nigga
Bullets hot like the sun nigga
She like Sosa, Im a big fan
Bitch Im leaning like a kickstand
Im high, Im smoking ganja
Fuck a Tooka gang bitch, Im 3hunna
Im cooling wit my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga Im three hunna
Click clack pow, now he running
Dont be fuckin wit my youngins
Them niggas be drumming
They take ya ass down
Shit we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda
My dog died, they put him in a plastic bag
We bout that all black so miss me with yo battle raps
Driving a Bentley through the battle field
Got more money than my haters, how them niggas feel?
Slide when you rep that other side
I swear to god its like my.45 just come to life
Gamble in Vegas, I know the Maloofs
They took him for questions, he told them the truth
Duck taping your clique, so show me the loot
Im smoking the shit my nigga be growing for Snoop
We got the hood locked worth a 100 mill
Need 250 more, Double M this shit for real
Im cooling wit my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga Im three hunna
Click clack, pow, now he running
Dont be fucking with my youngins
Them niggas be drumming
They take your ass down, shit, we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda
GBE bitch Im a big dog
Kill yall then forget yall
I feel like popping red dogs
Big guns that knock ya head off
Three hunna bitch six hunna
Oblock and Young Money
OTF bitch honor
We bring them guns out and tell they ass to run up
I make the fucking floor shake
Fuck my birthday, bitch, I need more cake
Im Sosa, bitch, Im gettin it
We smoke doink’s bitch, yall be smokin midget
Im cooling wit my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But, nigga, Im three hunna
Click-clack, pow, now he runnin
Dont be fucking wit my youngins
Them niggas be drumming
They take ya ass down, shit, we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda
A fuck nigga dont want that gunplay
Set him up, have him dead by Monday
Kush blunts in the ashtray
We gettin cash and we get that shit the fast way
I keep that shit 3Hunna
SOD and Yung Munna
A fuck nigga dont wanna try me
Im on the highway, twenty pounds of irene
She like Soulja Boy, ya icy
Standing in the club in my white tee
A fuck nigga dont wanna fight me
Ill grab that AK and aim it at his mouthpiece
Im cooling wit my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But, nigga, Im 3Hunna
Click-clack, pow, now he runnin
Dont be fucking wit my youngins
Them niggas be drumming
They take ya ass down, shit, we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda |
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
cuz C-Notes - big bankrolls, I got C-Notes
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
’cuz C-Notes - big bankrolls, I got C-Notes
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
cuz C-Notes - big bankrolls, I got C-Notes
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
C-Notes, I got C-Notes, C-Notes
cuz C-Notes - big bankrolls, I got C-Notes |
Lyrics from Snippet
Tryna fuck it up
We could get it up
Ima beat it up
Baby think she cold, Ima beat it up
Nigga turn you down, Ima tweak it up
Baby, you are not |
Yeah yeah yeah you brought me up in a cave
Yeah yeah yeah watchu say i cant hear
Ice all in my ear
Life is not fair
Call me and Ill be here
You get smoked like square
Culinan no yield |
So what
These niggas swagger jackin probably got to swagger practise
Got your bitch up in my bed and she went in there to practise
Walked in Neiman Marcus and I went in there to cap it
Ran into a famous and Im like Ooh girl you ratchet
Pull up on you, ooh boy you lackin
Ima show you what we do up in traffic
Wipe your face off my shoes, youre a napkin
FN do hella damage |
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1. Cat-cow stretch
A cat-cow stretch is great to start to warming up the spine, it also works on the flexibility of the back, neck, and shoulders.
Get on your hands and knees.
Arch your back slowly, dropping your stomach to the floor and raising your head up.
Pause for a few seconds.
Slowly round your back up like a cat.
Repeat 10 times.
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Lie down on your stomach.
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