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DP on the beat Chief Sosa, baby, I been ballin hard, no discounts Diamonds look like piss now, bitch, Im the shit now Ballout, baby, I been flexin, ridin Bentleys now And my wrist so chilly now, all my bitches pretty now Chief Sosa, baby, I been goin hard, ayy Chief Sosa, baby, I been ridin foreign cars, ayy Ballout, baby, Im rollin so damn hard I be geeked up off them pills and them Xanny bars Chief Sosa, baby, I been ballin hard, no discounts Diamonds look like piss now, bitch, Im the shit now Ballout, baby, I been flexin, ridin Bentleys now And my wrist so chilly now, all my bitches pretty now Chief Sosa, baby, I been goin hard, ayy Chief Sosa, baby, I been ridin foreign cars, ayy Ballout, baby, Im rollin so damn hard I be geeked up off them pills and them Xanny bars DP on the beat

Bag music I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you , I can see you Turn up! I can see you , I can see you I can see you , you aint 100 I can see you , I can see you I can see you , you aint 100 I can see em, I can see em I can see em, I can see em I can tell, he aint a 100 Just because he money, that dont mean that he a 100 Even if he gettin money, still dont mean that he a 100 All that work that he done sold, nigga, probably gettin Fuck them bottles in the club, stuntin Nigga coulda had a 100, all that faking, all that fronting Shoulda stacked and still be cracking, woulda been up on your shit All them nonsense, all them quarters, nigga, bitch Nigga young, nigga kid, nigga ballin like a bitch You could tell that Im a 100 when I step up out my whip neck just to get a nigga sick summer coming up, watch what I put up on my wrist I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you , I can see you I can see you , I can see you I can see you , you aint 100 I can see you , you aint 100 Im savage, bitch Im 300 And Im cashed out bitch, Im getting money We be fuckin all on yo honey We gettin them twitter beef, but in real life we coming Niggas runnin cause we clappin guns I will never wife a bitch for nothing I got this FN then Im dumpin Watch these 223s runnin to your stomach I love kush blunts , I be smoking Hit this blow one time and then you chokin Because Im smokin on 100 And bitch Im O block or nothing I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you , you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you , I can see you I can see you , I can see you I can see you , you aint 100 I can see you , you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 Big ass choppa, long clip, hold 100 I smoke this thousand blunts but been 300 I know you pour the four, you ever sip the 12? You ever made a 100, and then you live to tell Some of yo guys get killed, and most of them go to jail Im talkin real shit , bitch you bout Bitch Im building up, from the ground up And foe nem goin crazy , I keep a I dont know what Ima do, Ima keep on fucking them up Up in the pen and shit, I want this life You take my money, on my momma, you gon pay the price I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you, you aint 100 I can see you , I can see you I can see you , I can see you I can see you , you aint 100 I can see you , you aint

These bitches love Sosa, O End or no end Fuckin with them O boys, you gon get fucked over Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over They do it all for Sosa, you boys aint making no noise Yall know Im a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys God, yall some broke boys, god, yall some broke boys We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy These bitches love Sosa and they love them Glo Boys Know we from the Go boy, but we cannot go, boy No, I dont know ol boy, I know hes a broke boy Raris and Rovers, convertible Lambos, boy You know I got bands, boy, and its in my pants, boy Disrespect them O Boys, you wont speak again, boy Dont think that Im playin, boy, no, we dont use hands, boy No, we dont do friends, boy, collect bands, Im a landlord I gets lots of commas, I can fuck yo mama I aint with the drama, you can meet my llama Ridin with 3hunna, with three hundred foreigns These bitches see Chief Sosa, I swear to God, they honored These bitches love Sosa, O End or no end Fuckin with them O boys, you gon get fucked over Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over They do it all for Sosa, you boys aint making no noise Yall know Im a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys God, yall some broke boys, god, yall some broke boys We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy Dont make me call D. Rose, boy, he six double-O, boy And he keep that pole, boy, you gon get fucked over Bitch, I done sell soda and I done sell coca She gon clap for Sosa, he gon clap for Sosa They do it for Sosa, them hoes, they do it for Sosa Tadoe off the molly water, so nigga be cool like water Fore you get hit with this lava, bitch, Im the trending topic Dont care no price, Ill cop it, B and your bitch steady jockin me These bitches love Sosa, O End or no end Fuckin with them O boys, you gon get fucked over Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over They do it all for Sosa, you boys aint making no noise Yall know Im a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys God, yall some broke boys, god, yall some broke boys We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy

Hustle gang patna Let me talk these niggas one time Chief Leggo, GDOD Ill tell my A-Town, Chi-Town Man, you know what Im sayin West side of the west side to me homie Bankhead represent I dont sneak dissin and no weak niggas Im paid on like chief niggas On the west side with Chief Keef nigga Fresh strong path, we chief nigga Im a young OG street nigga You try me and we creep With a fully auto, pull up on your block and we skeet niggas Fuck boy be on fuck shit thats why I dont need greet niggas Say whats up then get gone, get shot at, you get wrong Where all the dough that Im getting? on my job Man Im serious nigga no kiddin, I be grabbing hold of that guap Catch me right now on the west side of the Chi Town, go hundred In the A-Town Im the king, best bow down, 100 100, you dont nigga! We gon fight a bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like, nah A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like, nah A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like, nah Sneak dissers, thats that shit I dont like Dont like, like, dont like, like A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like, nah Dont like, like, dont like, like A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like, nah Im king, sittin in my chair nigga Try to take me off, I dare you nigga Tell me something thats real nigga Any hood, Im there nigga And look dont stare nigga Diamonds got me looking like a flare nigga Look bitch, Im an asshole Fuck everybody up, bout to take you down nigga Broke niggas I dont like, neck looking like show lights 30 grand on slow nights Bitch Im talkin Snow White I been the truth aint no hype Im what that is aint no mights , call it making a band No flute, Im a show her how to play your pipe Fuck is you thinking? Aint no one realer than me in this bitch What the fuck is you drinking? Tipping this water Bitch Im so deep in the gutter to the point youd think I was sinking I dont really give a fuck, Im off in this jungle Look at this jacket Im minkin Everything got to a movie, it aint my fault if you missed it Shouldnt have been blinking Nigga fuck about er my way Alicia tryna go to sleep I dont fuck with you bitches who brand new Tell em this dick aint for cheap I keep it gangsta, shout out to Keef Shout to Teresa, shout out to Sosa Shout out to Waka, shout out to me Yea Im a let my nuts hang like a poster

Why these niggas pillow talking, this bitch face in the pillow when she fucking Pull up and valet my car cause Im going to get this money Hoping to the mothafucking money like a bunny Going to the money and Im smelling like money You dont like money, you better like money Wake up in the morning feeling like money I got a green like money, yellow like money, red like money Pull up in money, take the bitch up here, bet shell like money Obama like money, Michelle like money I like money, Tadoe like money 12 Million like money, ayy, Terintino like money Why these niggas pillow talking, this bitch face in the pillow when she fucking Pull up and valet my car cause Im going to get this money Hoping to the mothafucking money like a bunny Going to the money and Im smelling like money You dont like money, you better like money Wake up in the morning feeling like money I got a green like money, yellow like money, red like money Pull up in money, take the bitch up here, bet shell like money

My niggas go retarded, so dont get it started We shootin up ya block every night, every mornin We aint with the talkin, yeah we love sparkin I do this for my mother and my clique and my daughter, yeah I love ridin foregins, she let me fuck all night She sucked me up in the mornin, we really love to buck Yeah, we aint wit the talkin, but niggas get to barkin My boys get to sparkin, yeah Them guns clap like an audience If you was with that opp shit then you be the target We gon catch you walkin and we gon pull up on ya Them hunnids get to clappin, turn ya block to a concert, yeah I do this shit for 300, OBlock the jungle My mother, my daughter, we aint goin to war Yeah, we go run up on ya Disrespect my family, then you wont see ya mama, yeah My niggas go retarded, so dont get it started We shootin up ya block every night, every mornin We aint with the talkin, yeah we love sparkin I do this for my mother and my clique and my daughter, yeah

Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun Sosa man, yea Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun Call Me foreign, man, yay, yay

For my squad, I go hard I love my squad For my squad, I go hard Yeah, Sos, baby GBE, baby O Block 3 Hunna Heh, Heh, heh, heh, yeah Bang Bang I love my squad, for my squad I go hard You holding that cash get robbed or Get somebody dropped at yo squad Nothing but shooters and stars in this squad GBE 3Hunna OBlock. All dese fuck niggas mad cuz we on top We aint trippin we lettin off shots and they know YOU NO I GOT NIGGAS IN THE BACK THAT WILL KILL FOR ME NIGGAS IN THE BACK WITH THE MAC TRYNA KILL SOMETHING GOT MY NIGGAS READY FOR HIS ASS WEN HE SHOW UP THIS NIGGA PUT HIS HANDS ON THE ROUNG NIGGA WAS SUP THINK HE GONE GET AWAY WITH THIS SHIT NEVA ME AND MY NIGGAS OUTSIDE TOGETHER HIT HIM IN HIS HEAD NOW HE GONE FOREVER SNEAK DISSEN ASS NIGGA SHIT I DONT LIKE NIGGA YOU FAG IMA HIT YOU ONSITE KIDNAP YOURE SON IMA HIT HIM ON SITE IMA BRONX OG SO U NO IM GONE FIGHT RUNING FROM A WAR! NIGGA I LIVE THIS SHIT MY NIGGA BMONEY GONE KILL HIS SHIT MY NIGGA DAQUANE GONE FUCK HIS BITCH MAKE ONE CALL 9 NIGGAS ON HIS HEAD MAKE ONE CALL MY NIGGAS DONT FUCK WIT FEDS I GOT IT ON ME NIGGA I DONT NO WHY U ACTIN GCE NIGGA SO YOU KNOW WE STAY CLAPPING MY NIGGA QUANE G GOT THE GUN HE STAY PACKIN NEVA TALK TO FEDS MSG WE STAY PACKIN I SEE YOU ON THE STREETS SAY GOODBYE TO YA LIFE 3 SECOND FLOW SAY GOODBYE TO YA WIFE SHOOTEM IN HIS HEAD THROUGH THIS NIGGA IN A DITCH NIGGA USE A COP CALLER FUCKEN SNITCH I love my squad, for my squad I go hard You holding that cash get robbed or Get somebody dropped at yo squad Nothing but shooters and stars in this squad GBE 3Hunna OBlock. All dese fuck niggas mad cuz we on top We aint trippin we lettin off shots and they know

I kill a verse I kill a... H-U-R-T, they hate you I see I got my gun with me, put it on P 1-800 King Keef if you want some beef Hurt, hurt, hurt Pull up skurt, skurt, skurt And you niggas hurt, hurt, hurt Do your heart hurt? Cause my gun hurt

Ayy, ayy Sharp like a dagger, I got swagger Oh and you know its a rich ass nigga Coupe fly past ya, white like Casper Have them crazy hoes washin my harrasants On my dick flashin, gassed up in the master Heard she talkin down on me, so I went and asked her Left wrist plasma My chains gave me asthma Yeah, I love my hoe but I dont look at nem like some harrasants Man, these bitches irri She walked up in the mirror What kinda trackhawk, I can T you and Tamara Ayy, felonies Ayy, I got felonies Ayy, I smoke hella weed Ayy, whats your word it dont mattеr to me Ayy, bring them bands out Ayy, I can make a hoе let up Ayy, Lil nigga whats the matter? Ayy, heard you be pissed get a new blader, ayy Ayy, ayy, back flip off the ladder Nigga was angry, pulled out the whips then he got madder, ayy I got the Urus doin 2020, cant go no faster All These chains up on my neck but I own my mastersss Un un, bling bling bling Ayy, ayy, ayy Un un, bling bling bling Un un, bling bling bling Un un, bling bling bling Im a big timer Now, throw peace signs up Got chop sticks same size as Kevin Hart but I aint picking Big Sean up Opps on big momma Tell what they on a nama Pull up in new Lamb, bitch, no propaganda, we be wavin llamas I still fry belonies This lil bitch so weird that she gotta meet me around the column I just pulled up on that Porsh truck with my brother Jones Rest in peace Blood, Tray Savage, Cap, Fredo, them my fuckin homies She be fuckin homeless, when I was broke I was never lonely Police think they run up on me, bitch I aint got nothin on me Fuck niggas wanna get my Audi Cops wanna kill me at the juvenile Now, I got a car like Birdman Movin to the A, Ima ride a Dulie Nigga you oochie-couchie Smokin on Tookie-Tookie And we send em clips you come join this Groovy Moovy Bitch got booty-booty, Im like Suhki-Suhki Im a young street nigga, bitch came in the crib and she like ooh, he bougie Gang gang gang, ayy Gang gang gang, huh Gang gang gang, wooh Gang gang gang, phew Gang gang gang, wooh Gang gang gang, wooh Gang gang gang, wooh

Huh Yep Bang, Bang Bitch We got the stacks Stacks, stacks, stacks Hmmm You feel me? Boom Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin stacks Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin stacks Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin stacks Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin stacks Chief Keef on the track You old niggas is lame My niggas to the back These niggas is speakin Chief Keef wake him up! Yall niggas is broke Chief Keef take them up My niggas like to tote, you niggas gettin I ran out of breath, you niggas is gettin choked To that army Salute me or shoot me. You aint talkin about twitter but I keep a couple Yeah whats up?, I mean whats good Big bank bitch like crisco Im in the hood Aye your damn bully yeah thats what I rep Its one time, meet me on the steps Bitch tall gang, apple bang, bang FGE bitch its the same thing Im the illest nigga like my to the cold Its packing on the weed they gon take me on the Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin backs Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin backs Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin backs Stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks Stacks, stacks, my niggas blowin racks You niggas blowin who? My niggas blowin backs

I got big bank rolls, they know The feds on your ass, lay low Im out poppin tags in Barbados This life was heaven sent with a halo I wrap my blunt in wax Seal those Bs with plastic Fill my jeans with racks Dont hate on me you faggot Smoke loud fuck bitches, counting money, living in a big house And they hate me, I just figured out

Ça cherche le khaliss, ça va lfoutre dans valise Fait nos bails en kaki, dans la foulée ken ta miss Tes comme le drap quelles salissent Sur mes ennemis ça pisse, hey Kaki dans cette merde, XXX mes proches, pleins dkhos Et jécris en balle sans stress mais askip les proses ken trop Ninja tout ltemps mais me suis pas, faut pas forcer ltaux On veut poulet, brugnons, gro-né on va corser ltaux Ça cherche le khaliss, ça va lfoutre dans valise Fait nos bails en kaki, dans la foulée ken ta miss Tes comme le drap quelles salissent Sur mes ennemis ça pisse, hey Hey, souffle ma haine très fort comme lAK4, hey Jconsomme saveur exotique comme lananas, hey Dieu merci dans mon clan il y a zéro Goofy Rien quça lérou plein dpistolets, bédos-uzis A part nous jécoute pas le rap FR, cest trop pourri Vous nous aurez bientôt, cque les pesos nous disent Hey, killu de ouf, jai hâte denvoyer les coulisses Tu racontes tes fights mais en fight tes tout peace Hey, avant même denvoyer lpremier coup XXX On va tannuler comme le contrôle qules loups visent Hey, jme sens comme un gorille dans lzoo Fuck un maudit dans lfaux Jsuis là faya et jperforme et il y a du Sprite-cody dans lpot Dans lGame jfais des folies, jprends ltaux Dans des jolis bandeaux Nous dépasser est compliquer Comme jeter des colis dans leau Hey, et jdébarque flex comme Kobe en djo Négro, parlons zeillon, khaliss Jme sens comme quand Tony vend coke Hey, tous les vendredis on fout les qamis Rien quça opère en sous-marin sous les abysses, hey Jveux des billets violets, hey, et des billets verts, hey 4 tasses sous la table basse, on vise pas les pieds frère, hey MMS squad va tpiller merde, hey S/o Lil Jay, allez fils paye, jveux des milles et R, hey A part le Premier, négro jcompte sur personne today Hey, jsens la merde venir, précis la guerre XXX Hey, dans le lean et dans le kuku, nique une bouteille Fuck la lackance, cest sur notre butin qules loups veillent Hey, 667, OVG, dernier crew killu Jtourne la tête à droite, à gauche, des négros tous killus Négro, on arrive plus dangereux que 12 pilules Font les grands joueurs mais dès ldébut, fufus tous simulent Et fufu sdissout comme le lean que la mousse dilue Je peux técrire de la D sous Xan en 12 minutes Et jsuis trop kainkain, bâtard jsors pas de la brousse qui pue Hey, fufu sdissout comme le lean que la mousse dilue Hey, MMS, OVG

Got me a gorgeous ass bitch on my dick Pussy cant drink when I sip Bands a make her dance, she strip Cut the dro up when she stench Is this trap music hell nah nigga Where you from where you sprung dead round nigga Had heat killing all through the fall winter Before spring head back to season yall shit up I know rats been caught in the trap Bitch took em in they ass right back How the fuck these niggas do that Before the week thats they life got snatched Throw do, bulldog on me .44 Pull up in a low low, look like my whip tryna grind on the row But, Im just tryna grind on the row My cus keep dope grade A on the roll I aint gotta flex for none of these hoes Strong arm bakin soda, Im coke Pressin white got me flossin Dont rap fast its slow Im just joggin My flex game on Hulk Hogan Yo top much up wanna show me White like damn thats lowkey How she love Chop but dont know me She just like cash Im blowing If you wanna blow cash you gotta blow Gs Rap game fucked up, Rap game fucked up Rap game fucked up, Rap game fucked up If I make is we gone stop trappin If I make is we gone stop trappin If I make is we gone stop trappin If I make is we gone stop trappin Im finessin ass time mane More like that, where you at wo O Gang Steaz in this just ass ho Steaz in this just ass ho Fuck Nigga This trap music hell nah nigga This trap music hell nah nigga

Zaytoven ZayTiggy, ayy Whats goin on, man? ZayTiggy, wahgwan? ZayTiggy, wahgwan? Whats goin on? Nigga, sit your ass down Man, what is you? A class clown? Im smoking out the pound right now Im on the mic right now like Man, what the fuck Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? Man, what Im finna rap about? Hey What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? Man, what Im finna rap about? The money, Ima rap bout that I know niggas get the money and make it all stretch The lavish lifestyle, Im gon preach bout that Cause I done been up in the streets, I did it already This bitch say she want some Tiffanys I told her, You want you a Christmas tree Told that ho Ima rap about that She like, I know you aint kidding with me Me and my lil niggas hot sauce They give me something to rap bout They gon come with stock clip They gon fuck around, put the mop on Lil bitch calling my phone Told that bitch that Im not home Told that bitch Ima rap bout that I cant leave it alone Come through S-Apollo, you can get a hollow I just hit the lotto, Im Otto with the auto Nigga, sit your ass down Man, what is you? A class clown? Im smoking out the pound right now Im on the mic right now like Man, what the fuck Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? Man, what Im finna rap about? Hey What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? Man, what Im finna rap about? These bitches, I should rap about that She tried to take my money, I should slap her bout that She say these niggas dummies, I know nothing bout that I come from the slums, bitch, we rumbled bout that Back to rapping bout the money, you get crumbled bout that Wrap you like a funnel, you get tunneled bout that I gave that bitch a hundred, bitch, be humble bout that She like, I know sugar daddies, I dont give a fuck about that She like, So, you real, and I love you bout that You so damn crazy, Im gon fuck you bout that You aint nothing like these clowns, Ima suck you bout that Nigga, sit your ass down, you aint nothing like that Nigga, sit your ass down Man, what is you? A class clown? Im smoking out the pound right now Im on the mic right now like Man, what the fuck Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? Man, what Im finna rap about? Hey What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? What Im finna rap about? Man, what Im finna rap about?

Man, I love the fast cars Raris, no Jaguars Yeah, yeah Bang Bang Bang, Bang Man, I love the fast cars Raris, no Jaguars Rollies, no Audemars That bitch like my entourage Make a wish, Imma star She got good head like la la la I pull up in kamika Flexing on all of yall Me and them bumbaclots Thats the 300 squad Chief Sosa from OBlock I do this shit for my squad We go on and on Im getting money, boy If you on that opp shit Then we run up on ya, boy

260 Songs Breaking Up Who’s Concerned What’s Going On Two States Failure Money Can’t Face Who I Go By Everything Designer 10-4 Pull Up Ghost Clan Disappear You Icing ICarly Untrustworthy 149 N 55 Mooliani Right Now Gross Minnesota All A Nigga Need Lil Nigga Texaco Back In The Day Leave Known For About You Bipolar Shine What I Like Mac N Up 2 Cell Phones Bird Box Alot Of Nerve Real Quick Law Abiding Citizen On It On It Who Are You Hope Stand Clap Fantastic Highway Make America Go Hard Again What It Look Like Shondale Can You Get Me Some Ice All These Hoes Retreat Run This Awkward Mounted Up Rock N Roll On It On It Heinz Ketchup Wrong Hang With Me Pursuit Of Liberty Cap Or Die Bulldog I Fucked Yo Ho I Got Cable Tho Yeaaa 2 RNB Stunt America Die Fake Acting Up 3 Deep Shoe Fitting Plenty Yea Get Ya Time House Bitch Go Get Me Some Swishers Hell Of A Life Send That Check Poppin’ Tags Cap Flow When I Leave Spliff Aye Whoever Want It Niggas Mad Jusglo Flow Mix Match FortNite Back That Azz Up Remix Destiny Fast Cars All These Niggas Joker C-Notes Talkin Swiped Up Burnt Out Girls Amen She on the D Company Yeah yeah yeah Ring BangBang Clean Ya Whole Block Now Hard Knock Home T.O.N No Squad Shit Task Hess No Chance Bars You Ain’t 100 Go Get D Dope True Drag Racin Shorty Gang K Wait For Nothing Turnt up We Swaggin Logan Rich Heaven Dun Dun Dun Snoring Ain’t For Nun Kill ’Em Don’t Feel Shit One OBlock Smoke Supreme Drugs Tears Of Joy Hippo Highs Turned To Lows Not Nice Rockstar Drip Ice Harley Quinn Rihanna Am I Right or Right Petco Stay Inside Smoke Its Up Gang Wit Me Say You Swear 3 Bitches No Cashier Peep Hole Fuck Nigga Polly Pockets Young Black Bruce Lee Kill Him I Don’t Trust These Niggas No Problems Ride on Me Straight to the Bank Crawl VV Leanin’ Margielas Rap About Scream Fio Usually Run Em Over All I Do O.K Capisce Everybody Bags On Da Set Made It Out Okay Lil Dummy How I Look Now Free Throw What? Burn Up All Type of Shit Nun To Me No Beer Mi Casa Bitches in the Room Straight Up Whatchamacallait I Don’t Care I Wonder Upon Me Rarri Pass By Thought He Was Blood What’s Hannin Made It Far Picking Big Sean Up Entry Promenade Rich AF Damn Shorty Skrt Skrt Skrt Go To Sleep Task Boa Mr. Cleaner Figured It Out So What Hit The Floor Iced Out H.U.R.T Mando Nasty Turnt Up Homeboyz Feel Good I’m Mad Lowlife Bragging Rights Geekers Listerine Cut Throat Make It Happen Follow Me Assassins FuGang 20 True Broken Hearted Opps I Got Bitches Stars Drugs Over Hoes Can’t See Chaos All The Time Faster Up & Down Us Nigga GUAP Can’t Stop It Hoe Hold Me Down Uzi No Guap Accidental Get Your Bands Up Ning Ding Take It Back Italy Deezy Alot Now Gun Of Mines Houdini Jackpot Doritos Day Sucka Niggas Where Would I Be

They aint never trill none Talking trill but they aint never trill me All these niggas talking trill but they gon never kill me Ima give ya a Fendi pack to tell your ass to trap some Get to me strap All these niggas toting straps but they aint never trill me Give ya Fendi pack to tell your ass to trap for me All these niggas talking trash when they aint never clap none Ima give ya a 30 clip until you go and kill some All these niggas talking war but they aint never took none All these niggas talking drill but they aint never drill none All these niggas used to be doft, they aint even near soft I come from the O you get killed if you with tooka

My bitches thought my number was the same In Gucci coat dancing in the rain She say she want some I want the same She know I be passing 50s out this change My bitches thought my number was the same In Gucci coat dancing in the rain She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s I changed So I changed? No I changed So I changed? No The same shit On the same shit In Gucci coat dancing in the rain Chopper, what now? Let me cool down I got my gun hot Your lil baby is a lollipop Say thats my baby - I did not She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s She know I be passing 50s while be passing 50s I changed So I changed? No I changed So I changed? No The same shit On the same shit

? commas for a show Put it in the water let it float Its icy like the fuckin North Pole Dont need no stoppin might as well Baby I got the fuckin pack And I got the motherfuckin sack Its alot of snakes in the grass I buy anything I want Anything I want and any more I aint never been to Mexico But Im smokin on Texico Remember peelin out in 4-4s Eleven for a show

Hopped on the road and lets go get that money I pull up hopped out and Im smokin on Chronic Explain this to me boy how ya allergic to money? Ya cant be allergic to them 50s and 100s I pull up hopped out and Im reekin of weed I pull the racks out and Im reekin them Gs I pull the guap out and Im singin them Gs Like Ba-da-ba-ba-ba singin to the cheese Boy, ya know, pissy wrist, pissy throat My pissy finger, pissy ear, get pissy hoes My palm itchin, plenty guap, get plenty Os Ya think its sweet, them weapons, I get plenty those I want some head this nigga bitch, she 1-10 I want some grands, want some millions Want some billions, dont want no friends Want some weed, want some killers I want some streets, want some houses, want some buildings I pull up flex a nigga like gotta be kiddin me I got the TEC, the P11, it got to be with me Dont be against me, boy, ya better be with me Ya better call the SWAT and they better come get me Bitch, Im rich but I still got that savage in me Im high as fuck, bitch, I got two sevens in me Point out the fuck nigga think he better than me This is an Anarchy, I got that Jax up in me Hopped on the road and lets go get that money I pull up hopped out and Im smokin on Chronic Explain this to me boy how ya allergic to money? Ya cant be allergic to them 50s and 100s I pull up hopped out and Im reekin of weed I pull the racks out and Im reekin them Gs I pull the guap out and Im singin them Gs Like Ba-da-ba-ba-ba singin to the cheese Like biddy-bop-ba-bop singin to the cheese Like Sosa Wonder I be with the keys Call Me Sosa Ray Charles or Sosa RnB Told your bitch Come here, call me, Sosa King Call me Sosa Subzero Im the man with the Big Glo Call me Sosa Liu Kang Im the man with the kicks on Call me Sosa Budokai Im the nigga with the Dragon Ball Call me Sosa Yu Gi Oh Im the nigga with the dragon card Hopped on the road and lets go get that money I pull up hopped out and Im smokin on Chronic Explain this to me boy how ya allergic to money? Ya cant be allergic to them 50s and 100s I pull up hopped out and Im reekin of weed I pull the racks out and Im reekin them Gs I pull the guap out and Im singin them Gs Like Ba-da-ba-ba-ba singin to the cheese

Aye Yeah Hey , Yeah Pull up ghost clan Im fresh out the pot, Im lookin like a dope man Plug backing out, I got that coke in Lil cousin nineteen but he gon tote my 4 FN Fuckin in gucci slides Twenty o eight, bitch I was buyin it two for five You got drank, thats true, let me buy it So aint never no pancake, that shit that gon get denied I wont buy it if you can buy it Hollows wet, I scuba dive Never said Illuminat Big M-E, who am I? It aint Chief So, super high In a bed where cougar lie She just killed me, homicide Bitch I got you the other guy Yeah, we smoking on a onion Lump you up, thats a bunion Shawty Lo, get done done She asked if you want a perc, nuh uh Fuck that, hoe show me sumn sumn The girls got me like Hong Kong I look Asian, you can call me Shum Sung Yeah, bitches falling out just to take a picture Niggas want to fight but I got the sticker Niggas just be talking, they a bunch of libers Niggas drinking brown lean actin like a sipper Be careful cause that shit prolly fuckin kill you Paralyzed and numb, I cant fucking feel you Pretty girls these niggas comin up like lizard Finna hit on yo block and beat that bih like SZA She think that Im Dipset cause I be drinking sizzurp Pull up in a coupe with me and Willy I just bought a banshee, boutta pop a wheelie Sixteen and I didnt let a cop kill me You dont want me cause I got that guap oh really Hoes flocking 16 bar verse, zip it up in body-bag I picked up the check and put it on a dust pan My pinky a snowman , like Jeezy snowman On the beach at a Malibu , told a bad bitch go tan She tryna fuck me at the Louie store But I told the bih no maim Bouncing on the dick, baby slow down Designer shoes give me toe jam Im letting the doors slam , Ill tell you the roadkill I spent a whole nother ten, told my hater just calm down If Im on the pipes then they gotta be loud I stack dough on my Apple Watch Pull up, I make shit hot Putting the dick in her mouth Tic tac toe, Ill X in her mouth Lil bro this that foreign patrolling You aint drop my roof, he aint seen this hoe since Look back in, I got that paraphernalia Pull off with two ghosts, you know I couldnt just leave them there Pull up ghost clan Im fresh out the pot, Im looking like a dope man Plug backin out, I got that coke in Lil cousin nineteen but he gon tote my 4 FN Fuckin in gucci slides Twenty o eight, bitch I was buyin it two for five You got drank, thats true, let me buy it So aint never no pancake, that shit that gone get denied

Ima stick with my dog like Stitch was stuck with Lilo All these niggas out here hidin, I find em just like Nemo In the streets if was Gee Money, I woulda been killed Nino So a nigga got knocked off his bike, and it aint Debo Nah, he aint see though, that was a free score He got hit with four, five, six, aint talkin CeeLo Call that a free throw, they stealin lingo We done run through a hundred bowls, we need kilos Cant fuck with me though, I know they see though Bad lil bitch, she eat jerk, now she a Krio Yeah, she a freak hoe, she love to deepthroat Chopper on me, make a nigga dance, he look like Ne-Yo Picked the bitch up, she turnt up, man, where my remote? Shoot a nigga down, all in his back, now he need chemo We was doin hits, we was doin drills all out the veno Fuck nigga died, niggas better not say GBE though Niggas actin like they cant get no money but that shit sweet though I was in a Lamborghini the other day, I aint got no lease though Free all my young niggas went down for that R.I.C.O Chief So pull up reekin, all the hoes call me Puerto Rico I aint been to the hood in six years, still smokin Zeko You know I got that meat roll and my meat roll look like meatloaf I put wings on my Jeep, now I can fly this bitch to the east coast Came outta the womb knowin I was gonna be BD folks Ayy, ayy, ayy Go, go Gang, gang, gang Know how the fuck we rockin, man Its 2021, man, livin in 2026, man, still gettin rich, man Ayy, ayy, ayy Just passed on another lick, man Ayy, ayy, ayy Its a fuckin go, dummys Gang, gang, gang GBE 4L, RIP them niggas, free them niggas Bang, bang, bang Thats how we bomin, on folks He cant get up in this car with gang unless he drop the rakes He was talkin crazy out his neck and lil folks shot his face Hit a stain for fifty bowls and hit the lot and cock and spray Take the what and leave the what? We left not a trace Its a go, yeah, its a go, we hit not a break Pass a stain and left some bowls, damn, thats my mistake Caught that boy and wiped his nose, yeah, thats how we play Its a drill, yeah, its a drill, about that pistol play Play them games and get for real, then its DOA Stackin chips up in the field, but no Frito-Lay Uh, I say, play them games and get for real, yeah, its DOA On folksnem , thats how the fuck we bomin Ayy, the Mooster tote my Ruger Ayy, the Mooster tote my Ruger Ayy Ball, hahaha The Mooster, ayy The Mooster tote my Ruger Ayy, I ball, but Im no hooper Ayy, ayy All this-All this ice, Im goin Lets get it, run it back

Say cousin Yeah A, B, C, cousin Say “Keef” Keef, A, B, C, D, E, F, G Yeah Dont fall Yeah Bought lil cuz a trampoline and told him dont fall Like the season, sometimes, you gon fall They aint called shells no more, we call em snow balls In the middle of the summertime, snowfall I just left the bitch at the lobby, there you go ball I just threw you one, bitch, you owe me a throw I just left a pound on the counter, there you go squad I just left the stash on the counter, there you go mob Fuck, fuck, fuck What you say? Fuck No dont say that Fuck Fuck What do you say? frog, frog, frog-gue Fuck Frog Ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit Haha, say cousin Cousin Say Keef Keef Hehеhe You feel like leapin jump, feel likе leapin jump, jump Sosa which one you want? neither one She wanna come to my house, we be sippin fun You feel like leapin jump, feel like leapin jump, jump Sosa which one you want? neither one She wanna come to my house, we be sippin fun You feel like leapin jump, feel like leapin jump, jump Sosa which one you want? neither one She wanna come to my house, we be sippin fun You feel like leapin jump, feel like leapin jump, jump Sosa which one you want? neither one She wanna come to my house, we be sippin fun

Bang bang bang bang bang I be poppin tags, big gats on my guys, let me go up in back Who the fuck is that ? That nigga disguise So high I can blend with the sky Big mouse in my lab She think Im santa claus, well Im not Hold up baby pause, you heard to get goosebumps Took on my balls I rock the fuckin crown These hoes see my ice and get lost I think she want my balls I aint mean to hurt yo heart AK it spit far in the yard You a cop ass nigga Paul blart Think he invisible, they sneaked in my yard Dumb playin smart Baby said she heard I been kickin shit like hiiyahh Say she fina die hard Hollywood My niggas try easy them niggas is try hards Man im not gon take that charge The police on me cause Im hard She playin while thinkin Im textin you And my shit looking vegetable Look this shit be taxin you Text my phone, tryna get the jewls Caught slippin, we catchin you Dont point me, cause thats what to do

Young Chop on the beat Bang Bang Bang, bang bang Ls, Ls King Louie man, fuck these niggas up man Niggas aint on shit man We got these shit man Bang Spot em, got em, body Chillin with a hottie Chiefin loud with Keef Ima wilder beef Niggas powder peach Bang, bang, bang Now we can see his brain You can be cool Or you can be a stain Im fresh back from Cali, the weed still in my vain Fuck bitches from Romania King slam bodies Call it Wrestlemania Lay the Smackdown Show em how a Mac sound You can be a whack clown These other niggas whack clowns Bitch made lemonade, certified fuck niggas I only fuck with real niggas, I dont fuck with fuck niggas And all them heats Omarion, cause all they do is touch niggas Catch me with some boujee hoes, they just wanna fuck drillers I be with them known killers, baby slayers, young hittas Tatted with the dreadlocks Who let the feds watch Always double fuck a snitch, kill em all with a headshot Bang

Yeah Ballout Baby in this bitch We in Philly and shit, you know This some different shit goin on ChopsquadDJ on the beat so this a banger We pull up in different cars, I pull up to a different mall I got so many bitches, dawg, Im havin paper, I can get you tossed Water lookin like some Voss, money fallin out the vault We got pistols in this car, Aventador look like its crossed Im always ballin, pass me the dawg Different spot, a different phone Different chain, a different charm Different watches on both arms Stay flexed up with different shoes I pull up in different coupes At the top is a different view Ridin with the mop and Im lookin for the opps Catch a nigga lackin, Ima do him on the spot Got them niggas bitchin every time I spin a block Four pound with the lemon squeeze, make it pop Glock-33, got twenty-three with me Love for the squad, whole team eat with me Whole gang strapped, everybody get busy Left arm froze and my pockets on benji Pour out a pint, yeah, Im as high as a kite Woke up and I fell asleep at the light Double cups when we pourin up Sprites Twin llamas, yeah I keep double pipes We pull up in different cars, I pull up to a different mall I got so many bitches, dawg, Im havin paper, I can get you tossed Water lookin like some Voss, money fallin out the vault We got pistols in this car, Aventador look like its crossed Im always ballin, pass me the dawg Different spot, a different phone Different chain, a different charm Different watches on both arms Stay flexed up with different shoes I pull up in different coupes At the top is a different view We just pulled up in different Cats, ayy Different TECs and different MACs, ayy She say Im actin different, uh Bet she still gon fuck again, uh Bitch, these two different Yeezys Bitch, this six different, chains I just bought six different silencers You better shh when it comes to the gang Bang bang, this a different Glock Slide on the opps in a different car Slide on the opps with a different clock In the trap with a different pot Yeah, I get the guap, this a different knot New J, this a different watch Hellcat, thats a different lot Yeah, you work, but you sniff a lot We pull up in different cars, I pull up to a different mall I got so many bitches, dawg, Im havin paper, I can get you tossed Water lookin like some Voss, money fallin out the vault We got pistols in this car, Aventador look like its crossed Im always ballin, pass me the dawg Different spot, a different phone Different chain, a different charm Different watches on both arms Stay flexed up with different shoes I pull up in different coupes At the top is a different view

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, haa Ahaha, haha, haha, uh Man, put his ass back, where he came I thank yall for comin out Ayy, Ayy Ooh, oooh Sosa, baby, GBE, baby Ha, ha, ha, haha, haha Baby, you free as a motherfuckin freeway Vroom, vroom, vroom, go do you Get green baby, dont be blue Oh you got guns baby, unhandled Dont pull on my collar, tryna let me loose Got the good dollar signs, dont hate dude Got all these drugs, Im like woosah Chillin out like woosah Boy, my gun dont got no holster Gun dont got no holster, ayy Yeah, that young nigga from OBlock Creepin down on yo block, ayy Ima star, I aint a co-star, star, aint a co-star, ayy At first I was a Hobart, now Im runnin shows up, ayy Ahh-uhh Im from another planet, what Im doin here? I aint been to my home planet in six years I know they be lookin for me like, Damn, Sosa a don Only thing I get high off of purple and chron In a all black Lamb truck, this bitch cost a Rolls Royce Dawn You dont know how it feel to lose all of yo niggas Its just one thing you want Is one more time , to cool with all your niggas But Im passed that, big blunts but Im not gonna pass that Sometime I fuck with a rat hoe But I would never fuck with the rat pack Got Smith-n with me, baby, woosah, woosah Stick yo ass like botox Bitch, put your seat belt on when you hop in the fast car Tadoe steady ask how Im bleedin When he know Im bleedin like a tampon Still got love for the same bitch like when I was posted on Lamron My mama named me Keith baby, Im a rider baby Im Stephen When the wheels went flat, we fixed that bitch and kept goin Now them folks on a trap when I pull up they be like, yeah boy

Imma come and get you with the seat way back Im a rich nigga but I came from way back We could record all moments and press play back I couldnt find you like a needle in the hay stack I couldnt find you like sale on a whole store We can hit every city on a tour bus We can hit every state on the jet plane I swear this shit wont be over till the cat sings I know you know that a cat cant sing though You are not every bird, girl you a flamingo Then I hit it on the head she like bingo At six flags Aight lets hit giant drop, she like please no I had to hit your heart with a repo I called Michael Blackson for the scene though Babe what you mad for, Im Mr. Meaner You know when I get inside her Im Mr. Cleaner Bang bang Bang bang

Gave your bitch the dick, she aint gon never leave She never leave She always calling me Bitch get off of me If I gave your bitch the dick, she aint gon never leave I fucked her cause she said she like my melodies They aint wanna be no more, these niggas never bes I remember when these lil niggas were scared of me But that aint nothing to the way I poem You niggas rapping steady act like yall blowing Trynna get signed, wanna get chops to em Do homicides, wanna getcha blown

I pull up flexing like aint got no fucking You say you balling, boy you cant even pay your rent If you flexing with that Rollie, Ill take your shit Posted in the kitchen, whipping up some fucking bricks Nigga you aint gang, nigga you a fucking brick Catch me swerving up the traffic, Forgis on my shit Call up JusGlo, he say he on anything Catch a nigga lacking, boy we gon snatch your chain Just flew from Houston, just hit up Johnny Dang I need about 30 chains and 2 pinky rings This bitch all in my DMs, she just want me for the fame But aint going like no goofy, aint no fucking lame All black Rolls-Royce two lanes Smoking tooka with Tray Savage and he keep the thang And Im flexing on these suckers with my Balmains And Im with my pinky ring Gang gang, Glo Gang Blood Gang Cap Gang Me and Tadoe pulled up in that straight You already know we with the gang Hop out, yeah my jewels go blang blang Just copped the Rollie and that bitch a Plain Jane Yeah, Im finna put some diamonds in it My pinky ring get to shining, nigga I got this shit off grinding, nigga Rollie Gang, its perfect timing nigga

Let a nigga try me, try me Im a get his whole mothafuckin family And I aint playin wit nobody Fuck around and Im a catch a body These bitches love Sosa And they love them Glo Boys Know we from the Go boy But we cannot go boy No I dont know ol boy I know hes a broke boy Raris and Rovers Convertibles, Lambos boy You know I got bands boy And its in my pants boy Disrespect them O Boys You wont speak again boy Dont think that Im playin boy No we dont use hands boy No we dont do friends boy Collect bands Im a land lord I gets lotsa commas I can fuck yo mama I aint with the drama You can meet my llama

All my niggas cutthroat All my niggas cutthroat All my niggas cutthroat All my niggas cutthroat All my niggas cutthroat All my niggas cutthroat All my niggas cutthroat All my niggas cutthroat Better watch what you say cause all my niggas cutthroat I know you dont wanna no problems, dont want no gun smoke Five hundred thousand dollars, yeah, I touched those Niggas baby mamas, yeah, I fucked those Bitch Im from the O, I let that gun blow I rep 3 double O and 6 huncho Now can I get a applaud This bitch say she dont wanna fuck me, I bet her mom do

We know drama just like TNT Let them guns sound off like TNT Yeah Im too turnt Im T&T Rock your block Im Aalyiah Keef

Bet me, I got 10 stacks, nigga You trippin´, I got them racks, nigga Come to my house, the gang gotta pat niggas Down, the gang love to wack niggas Mmm, mmm, Chief Sosa love to slap bitches Lets get it done, Chief Sosa love to wrap shit up The green I love, I dont care about no black nigga Or no white niggas, skinny nigga, fat nigga You saw me walk up with the fuckin racks, right? Flamin hotter nigga, bitch its snack time Gummybear a nigga just like trolly Im in the choppers gettin head by lelonnie She said you fucked my friend, why you try me? She said she aint a thot, I´m like bitch dont lie to me Bitch I aint a bed, you cant lie on me I fuck around and leave ya, dont rely on me I got hella guns, right now they tweakin Gotta wake em up, right now they sleepin I got hella cash and she want me to throw it He say he got cash but I want him to show it Bet me, I got 10 stacks, nigga You trippin´, I got them racks, nigga Come to my house, the gang gotta pat niggas Down, the gang love to wack niggas Mmm, mmm, Chief Sosa love to slap bitches Lets get it done, Chief Sosa love to wrap shit up The green I love , I dont care about no black nigga Or no white nigga, skinny nigga, fat nigga I dont care about you lil´ too boys My watch ? you didn´t even know it I be been pimpin like Im ballin´ with Jordan Then it´s Rodman with the colorful floors This bitch be actin´ just like Felicia I told the bitch beat it Chewbacca I see this goofy nigga starin´ at me He like I just wanna see what you coppin´ Bet me, I got 10 stacks, nigga You tripping, I got them racks, nigga Come to my house, the gang gotta pat niggas Down, the gang love to wack niggas Mmm, mmm, Chief Sosa love to slap bitches Lets get it done, Chief Sosa love to wrap shit up The green I love , I dont care about no black nigga Or no white nigga, skinny nigga, fat nigga

Would you let a fuck nigga take your money? Go to the bank, now the draco comin Boom, boom, boom, cus you cant go runnin Hit a nigga block, now they let go nun Hit it broad day, now they seen my face 225, had to pay that wraith Lay up beast, now we hit that case Pull a nigga card, got an ace that spades Now, I gotta lay in the bed I made Did everything, that they said that I cant Call Burger King, cause I get it my way Choo, choo, choo, dont get in my way Mindin my business, thats sippin my 8 Foenem gon get em, but they think that I cant Fire, fire, fire, you aint goin my way Pull up, pick a bitch up in a pick up Pull up in a foreign truck, fuckin shit up Got the stick on me, told folks to sit up We got two of em, and they both hiccup Ice cream on me, she gon sure lick up Drop the hardtop, told the bitch look up Checkin on the trap, but the bitch booked up Said she gon drive it, go pick the book up Pussy, Im the plug, if you need a hook-up Met her at the club, and then we hooked up You know I got a drill, I can put a hook up Took her in the trap, showed her how to cook up Met a couple niggas, that I kinda looked up Sayin BD folks, so you know we shook up We was in a Raq, on a block, too tucked Ready to shoot a opp, let him throw a hook up Would you let a fuck nigga take your cake? Put it to your face, see the draco, phased Cant let a fuck nigga take your pay Yeah, we take blocks, well take your space Black and brown drake, bitch, based off race Pussy cant sip, cus it aint no 8 I dont care about you, boy, aint no hate Yeah, your bitch here, but she aint gon stay Told me that she love me, but it aint no way Need a 100k, everyday, no save Ye said you aint got the answer, no Sway Your bitch a french, but I got it on me Its hot, where we are, but we got em low-key Niggas said they with it, okay, okay We hit the cut, and get to sprayin all day

We Glory Boyz, Lamron, shawty, all the bitches want we Chief Keef, what it do brogod You know we on top man Fuck these fuckboys man Never lack, keep the strap, keep the gat, you know? Reese Money what it do brogod? We in this bitch, 300 Glory Boys, you know? Kenn AON, all or nothing man We on top, lets get it! And I’m Fredo Santana by the way...​

Yeah, yeah Zaytoven Yeah, yeah That boy Cassius They be saying all I do is flirt Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt Man, all these niggas do is purr Im skrt, skrt-ing, finna do a curb Sit back, all you gotta do is learn I stay trapping, all I do is earn Your bitch went on you cause you a therm But you can have her back cause she got germs I got big rings, I got big bank I got chips, Lays, finna hit Chase Eating filet mignon, hey Living like a prayer, a priest to a maid Its all about the free, she gon let me skeet She said you rolling, we put you on your knees I gotta bitch that look like Kelly Bundy But then she wouldve said that I was ugly They be saying all I do is flirt Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt Man, all these niggas do is purr Im skrt, skrt-ing, finna do a curb Sit back, all you gotta do is learn I stay trapping, all I do is earn Your bitch went on you cause you a therm But you can have her back cause she got germs Hi, baby doll, call me ice You are all doomed, the delight Give me some Sprite and some ice Walked in the bank like, hi, honey, Im home Think Im Randy Moss, Im going wild She think Im Krayzie Bone, but she gon let me bone Youre saying this and that, but youre high Im in LA but Im on my fucking way to Rome Turn a foreign two-tone, you know I gotta shit on em Gotta get my poop on, I was tired of riding trucks Had to get my coupe on, I started with one verse Had to get my two on They be saying all I do is flirt Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt Man, all these niggas do is purr Im skrt, skrt-ing, finna do a curb Sit back, all you gotta do is learn I stay trapping, all I do is earn Your bitch went on you cause you a therm But you can have her back cause she got germs

She say she like me for who I am She say she will not lie Im like Damn She say she ain’t on no type of scams She said that that I am I told the bitch yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Wheres the pound? We sticking goddamn Not pound aye Gina not now Get yo bitch I found her in the Lost And Found Got houses, got cars, got slams Bitch you saying that you live in a clam Between a rock and the water, no Patrick not She say she like me for who I am She say she will not lie Im like Damn She say she ain’t on no type of scams She said that that I am I told the bitch yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor, save that shit bitch She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor, save that shit Like bad kids, bitch we reckless Ball hard, stunt like taxes He say he know Sosa, he be lacking Do me a favor, save that shit You fuck niggas better stay packing A lot of extended clips, no acting She say she know Sosa, he be flexing Pull up windows down, smell refreshing Good loud pack, smell like cat piss Hanging out the roof, young and reckless Rocking in my Robin jeans @CampaignSosa every nigga following I aint with the arguing My niggas come, click clack, no arguing She say she love me whatever that is We see a opp, shit get hectic A lot of extended clips, no acting No sex bitch I only want the neck bitch She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor, save that shit Like bad kids, bitch we reckless Ball hard, stunt like taxes He say he know Sosa, he be lacking Do me a favor, save that shit You fuck niggas better stay packing A lot of extended clips, no acting She say she love me whatever that is Tell a bad bitch to get naked She say she like the way we out here flexing Ballin like we cashed out on taxes Rocking in my Tru jeans Niggas mad cause they bitches following But we dont really use they hoes for nothing The only thing we use them for is for swallowing He say that we out here lacking But if he run up he getting whacked then Real life movie, no acting We aint getting money, save that shit She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor, save that shit Like bad kids, bitch we reckless Ball hard, stunt like taxes He say he know Sosa, he be lacking Do me a favor, save that shit You fuck niggas better stay packing A lot of extended clips, no acting She say she love me whatever that is Do me a favor, save that shit bitch

Blow ya mans down Aye that’s the fed sound That’s the campout What Resse Money say? Aye Yup, foenem Flex ya man down, ayy ayy ayy That’s a man found Free my shawty sittin’ down Free em’, Ayy Walk around with fifty G’s, but I ain’t a G boy How many wolves you want? One hunnit, three or four I’m so fuckin’ high, I see the lord Nigga duck, nigga better ya ass better for be more Nigga shawty got a fat ass, I call her Fatima It’s a problem we gon’ clap, clap, no arenas Hit the suns, ride around in the fuckin’ creature Pulled off, bye bye, girl, nice to meetcha Niggas like, Sosa, whatcha want for a feature? Fuck that, nigga stay ya bitch ass in the bleachеrs Ayy nigga, fuck the fat cat, dog sweet dog And my wrist, chandelier, likе when I reach ya Niggas say it with ya chest, lil nigga, speak up Choppa go, duh-duh-duh-duh, like a hiccup Man they hoe be entertained Man they hoe be hearer Off the paper planes feelin’ like a fuckin’ hemper, ayy Man these hittas’s leave that nigga dead, cause he trippin’ Got a Glock, 33, stuffed the 40 in it If we did it on surveillance, then they know we did it And I can’t fuck yo bitch if I don’t let my brother hit it If you got a drum, don’t stick too much in it Keep out this shit three much, I put too much in it, ayy ayy Bitch always nosey, always in someone business Fuck round’, pimp yo ride’, but I don’t know Xzibit, ayy Exterminator, Exterminator, it’s the Terminator bitch, fucking ant Exterminator, Exterminator, it’s the Terminator, fucking cockroach, ayy ayy ayy Exterminator ayy, Exterminator bitch, it’s the Terminator, bang bang bang bang, fucking rats Terminator, Exterminator, fucking rollie, it’s the Terminator, ayy ayy ayy 1-800-Chief-So Send my Plummer at ya Send a drumma at ya Now they drumin’ at ya What they comin’ after, smack the fuck yo out ya You gotta double drum Well let’s get to hunter at ya It’s the Terminator, Sosa Schwarzenegger Havin’ cheese and bagels Gang finna raid em’ Don’t watch me, watch cable Lay him in the stable Dope on the table Bullet hot like YouTube Exterminator, Exterminator, it’s the Terminator bitch, fucking ant Exterminator, Exterminator, it’s the Terminator, fucking cockroach, ayy ayy ayy Exterminator ayy, Exterminator bitch, it’s the Terminator, bang bang bang bang, fucking rats Terminator, Exterminator, fucking rollie, it’s the Terminator, ayy ayy ayy

Roll up with them hittas, sippin on that Lean Big boy , all the bitches want We posted on the block, come through we let off shots While we do get that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped Understand we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped be on my grind, boy Im on my grizzal You aint got mad, feel like Im Coolin in the trap, tryna get rid of Glory boy bitch, And Im posted on the block, yeah Im flexin with them hammers bitch Fredo Santana Fuck around with me, and them killers aiming at ya and Im tryna get my bands up and these niggas tryna handcuff Just fucked her face, fuck it, let my bands come The bitch dont wanna fuck with me, I tell that bitch she Roll up with them hittas, sippin on that Lean Big boy , all the bitches want We posted on the block, come through we let off shots While we do get that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped Understand we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped I am not the same, no, who the fuck are you? niggas, Blood in my ass, hood living in my life Real shit, Im a real ass bitch Got a lotta enomies, Im pretty, getting rich Shawty Im getting payed, You think you stopping me, blocking me Money is all I see, cause bitch we the streets I keep war, cause these haters tryna bury me A young bad bitch, tatted up, swag on Real niggas kill Roll up with them hittas, sippin on that Lean Big boy , all the bitches want We posted on the block, come through we let off shots While we do get that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped Understand we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped Money bitch Im hot, if you sweet youll get dropped Not a bitch I wont top, everybody off them Hittas loading them Glocks, so please dont get shot Glory Boys we on top, 61st, that state block, so that mean thats our block fuck the opps, drop a 4 up in my pop Thotties to our block put me on top, all my niggas shooting them chops Everybody playing they part, lames, its all in the game Roll up with them hittas, sippin on that Lean Big boy , all the bitches want We posted on the block, come through we let off shots While we do get that top, I be ready for that gwop Touchdown, we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped Understand we on top put me on top Not a bitch I wont top boddies get dropped

Ayeeeeeee Glory Boy Entertainment, gang Sos baby, gang Introducing..... my mowfuckin self Gang, show these fuckniggas what it is Gang, Hellcat ridin 19 Lamborghini ridin Trackhawk ridin 2020 Audi ridin Glory Boy Entertainment I need guap, I got guap, I think you need a side job Talk crazy on the Iphone, I leave you on the asphalt Oh thats for tadoe, give me chicken, what your wife cooked me Fuck me in your favorite room, I see why you wife the pussy You a pussy, plough that pussy, get the money, hide the money Shawty getting good money, what you think you big dummy ? Currency and Wayne money naw this ain’t Young Money We got 24 hours to go and get da same money Sosa got his own company Strap money, mall monеy, yall making small money Run up on me, roll out we takе yo show money Gang just back then, now you aint got no money Mo Money, Po Money, Chief Sosa, Sosa bae Yeah, gang gang gang Yall aint gettin no money nigga Im on my CEO shit, right now man You know how we rock Spend a quarter a week, hundred tomorrow Thats crazy man, gang My lawyer aint for that, Im on UT no toro Couple cars foreigns, four chains nigga Gang, hit niggas with fifty shots Ima do me ask money who the fucking man Walking with a waddle and we still popping bottles man Sex in the club, baby girl but my crib better I dont think Im ready baby, I dont think we can live together Oh you like my rollie, okay baby shake your booty meat Nigga came upon me, said he the king Im like who is he? He in a beam for the Rico, nigga nineteen in the game You cant even wear your shit lil nigga why you get the chain Shoutout to my nigga Reese, make yo body rock Look outside, see 300, now the party stop 448 inna loud, now the party fucked Me and Glory boyz, Glo Gang, we make the party rock Pussy ass Nigga Lil talkin ass boy Yeah, I am MR. S-O-S-A-G-B-E, I didnt do good on my S.A.T But i got the B-A-N-D-S That is Glory Boy US, I am Mr.Kangaroo Pocket I know you wanna show them to your girl, get off our Motherfuckin Dicks Gang, Gang, Sos baby, Sos baby I want a boss bitch, I dont like no thotty baby She aint ina buggy baby She ina sport she tryna race me I dont want no hummer truck, Imma grab a Dually baby Cant eat that shit, thats for you for surely baby She gave a stunt man, Imma get my new nocatti 40 in my pocketscreen, I aint tryna do the talkin Hear no evil speak no evil, bitch Im hardy speakin to people Lamborghini scaring people so I call dat bitch gorillas Boy hot, I aint hot Im steaming hot Im Mr.4EB, thats fuck everybody if you aint know Sosa baby, O-8 bust 10 chains and Im up here Nigga you be sneak dissing, when you see us dont greet dont smile, nun of dat shit Sosa, its almighty nigga Almighty dont like nobody Huh, huh, huh, aye

Boy dont want war Pussy boy dont want war Boy dont want war Pussy boy dont want war Dont want war Pussy boy... Dont want war Dont want war, dont want war Nigga fuck your mama, she should’ve wore a condom Boy dont want it Pussy boy dont want it Pussy boy... Pussy boy, pussy boy Pussy boy Nigga fuck your mama, she should’ve wore a condom Pull up in that Rari, burning off this rubber Niggas undercover so you know I can’t trust them I be smoking earth boy, you be smoking bubba The bitch like Benihanas, took that bitch to McDonalds I got plenty condoms and I got plenty commas If you want some beef boy, I wont be your farmer I might be your father, ball like Penny Hardaway Judge trying to lock me up, cause my pee look darker But that aint gonna solve none, weed solve my problems Guns for my armor, nigga fuck security Out the cut like barbers, got niggas Forrest Gumping Smoking on this Compton but bitch, Im in Chiraq Where if you disrespect me at, bitch thats where you die at All these fucking lab rats, now I got my mouse trap Niggas wanna fake kick, wanna know where my house at That life I aint bout that, Im bout pushing scalps back Pull up on yo block bitch, let my niggas out that Foreign car, Clout that, Im high off this Tooka pack Im high off this Aiki pack, Im high off this Tu-Tu pack Smoking on that Jay Loud, smoking on that FatHead Run up on 46, leave a nigga flat dead Shoot a 47, flying off like batman Boy I got a bad bitch, put that bag on that head Im high off this Chief Keef, got me feeling superman That bitch called called Chief Keef G, bitch Im not no MuBu man All these damn friendemies, Im a call up PooPoo man I got niggas in these street they fuck around and do you, man I’m rich hallelujah man, still got my toolie man Fuck with me I’ll fuck around and screw your mans Flexing like a ruler shoot at your medulla man And get your bitch, she wanna suck my dick, I knew it man Pussy boy dont want war Pussy boy dont want war Pussy boy dont want war Dont want war Pussy boy dont want war Pussy boy dont want war Pussy boy dont want war Dont want war Pussy boy dont want war, dont want war, want war Come down your block like thunder, thunder, thunder I just bought ten guns and ten pounds in ten months Come through dunking shit, Kevin Durant Lebron-in But you like to Twitter beef, pussy how you warring? Pussy how you warring? Pussy how you warring? Pussy how you warring? Pussy how you warring? How you warring?

I got a stick and a 40, ayy Give that bitch to my shawty, ayy Inna Lamb racin Bally, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy All about I like Carly, ayy Pullin up in a Rari, ayy Smokin cookie like Bob Marley, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Got a Glock ridin shotty, ayy Dont make me catch a body I want more money, ayy, baby want more molly, ayy Mhm, girl what he say? Haha, girl no he aint Up big racks on TSA Dont worry about what I make Shawty say she know how to cook So she worried about what I ate It aint even my birthday But shawty gon bring me cake Like Simon, she do what I say Dodge Charger, thats what I race Ballin like the NBA On the way to MIA Let me free, let me free, now its time to go 50 on me, Imma squeeze, eeny, miny, moe I look, Japanese, Japanese, Im so high She passеd out, she passed out, I rolled out Wе in ya head, we in ya head, pantene AK, leave a nigga with gangrene Im in the woods with lean in a canteen Put me in a tent, Im dreamin all this damn lean I need some sleep, ZZs Shes a big fan of Chief Keef She think she boujee cause she wear CCs She know Im a BD Rub it in, rub it in Imma rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Imma rub it in, Imma rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Imma rub it in, Imma rub it in Never go outside without my Lambo And you know I ride around, I got big rolls Summer time, summer time Rub it in Rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Imma rub it in, Imma rub it in Rub it in, rub it in Girl, yeah ayy Yeah ayy, yeah ayy, yeah ayy, yeah ayy Yeah ayy, yeah ayy, yeah ayy, yeah ayy

Shorty spent 450 thousand ridin with no insurance Shorty paid 400 thousand for this Wock just to pour it Shorty bought every Amiri, never been to the store Shorty spent 30 thousand on fashion in New York Shorty really ballin, at his crib he got a court Shorty got old school Dunks, but he dont play sports Shorty went a spent a whole milli on a crib They really need to put shorty on MTV Cribs Shorty just spend a hundred thousand on American Shorty spent a quarter million on a foreign Shorty just kicked that bitch out because she borin Shorty just keep pourin eights, man, he scorin Shorty sips twelves at twelve in the mornin Shorty hit that bitch, hit that bitch like its pourin Shorty smoke that pound pack that put your ass to sleep Shorty paid a bill with for a fuckin tee Macaroni on me, Bon Appétit Shorty got a chopper same size like a towеl Shorty finesse gang strong, so they ass flowеr Shorty got a TEC, he want money, respect, power Shorty got a car for everyday, every hour Shorty got everything, internet browser Shorty got swag, shorty got swag Shorty hit the bank, told em Put it in the bag Shorty spent 450 thousand ridin with no insurance Shorty paid 400 thousand for this Wock just to pour it Shorty bought every Amiri, never been to the store Shorty spent 30 thousand on fashion in New York Shorty really ballin, at his crib he got a court Shorty got old school Dunks, but he dont play sports Shorty went a spent a whole milli on a crib They really need to put shorty on MTV Cribs Shorty ridin round fully loaded with his click Shorty ridin round F&N and it got the kit Shortynem from Chicago, they with this shits Shortynem bad as hell ridin round hittin licks Shortynem dont even pop out, they used to be in the WIIIC Yeah, outta town top drop, Im ridin M6 Niggas flexin that lil ten ball, I blew it on a fit And another ten, I throw it on a hit Niggas better talk smart cause my niggas move quick One false move and they goin in your shit Shortynem not even famous and they askin for a pic Shortynem make one call and they gon get shorty hit Shorty spent 450 thousand ridin with no insurance Shorty paid 400 thousand for this Wock just to pour it Shorty bought every Amiri, never been to the store Shorty spent 30 thousand on fashion in New York Shorty really ballin, at his crib he got a court Shorty got old school Dunks, but he dont play sports Shorty went a spent a whole milli on a crib They really need to put shorty on MTV Cribs

808 Mafia 808 And they dirt cheap 1017, Purps on the beat, tryna send it to ya Guwop Tryna send it to ya right now And they dirt cheap What you on? Call Im trying to sell it to you cheap nigga, dirt cheap You know I sell dope in my sleep, but I dont sleep You know I sell codeine that lean for a good number And I got white squares of that clean and that green ganja I got that shit that make a fiend have extreme hunger Look like she 50, but I swear she like 10 years younger These sace shades on me and now I feel like Stevie Wonder But when you go to jail to them your just another number I called this bitch from jail and made she changed the fucking number That shit be selling to your back and make you goin under Im in that boat motherfucker, traffic bumper bumper I got your bitch with me and guess what man Im about to fuck her Wop I jus bought 6 pints and they dirt cheap Cause every dope boy alive wanna serve me She gave me top til I start burstin I aint pay her, but that bitch charge dirt cheap What you want? Bitch I got it dirt cheap 50 for a show, 20 for a feat Pull up in that Beamer 2013 I got it dirt cheap Dirt cheap, got that dirty white Im talkin dirt no Dealing out these dirty junkie houses, all these dirty dishes 3 days straight wit dirty clothes, wit dirty socks and dirty drugs 8 ball under 30 balls Now 8 cost Im at Louis, Im at Fendi, it aint nothin in this store dirt cheap Im wit my dime piece, a new time piece, I got a new multi-million dollar mouth piece Most diamonds than a jewel thief, for animal cruelty All these accusations of this bullshit make it extra hard to insure me Im aggravated, I remeditated, I put my mind on a million Smokin Kush in my penthouse and they done put me out of the building Too many Lambos in the parking lot, move me out the sub-division Im runnin the city, Im runnin the streets, campaign like politician Wop I jus bought 6 pints and they dirt cheap Cause every dope boy alive wanna serve me She gave me top til I start burstin I aint pay her, but that bitch charge dirt cheap What you want? Bitch I got it dirt cheap 50 for a show, 20 for a feat Pull up in that Beamer 2013 I got it dirt cheap

Beep, beep GBE the squad its just us we dont need nobody Somethings going down thats the way it seems If nobodys holding you back from me When you say everything to me times two If somebodys there then tell me who Say my name, say my name When no one is around you Say baby I love you If you aint runnin game Say my name, say my name You actin kinda shady Aint callin me baby All these bitches, know I get dough Pop a nigga soul like crisco I’m smokin on the gas like Citgo Fat ass on my bitch though Big rims, on my whips though 30 clips, all my clips go You talk a lot but you ain’t on shit though We let off shots, you ‘bout to get hit though I’m Southside, I’ll pop out OBlock bring them Glocks out 300 bring them chops out We shoot up your block now Fredo bring them Glocks out Reese bring them crates out Ima bring them racks out Make your bitch wanna stay out But dont think she gone get paid now I just like to play round With niggas I dont play round My boys shoot up the playground So please dont get sprayed now Sirens on the way now We can do this all day now Shoot you what you say now I know she wanna come up Cause I got lots of commas Louie and Ferragamo This why Im so stuck up High off earth Im fucked up Bankroll got me puffed up She got a fat ass then you know that Ima fuck her All these bitches, know I get dough Pop a nigga soul like crisco I’m smokin on the gas like Citgo Fat ass on my bitch though Big rims, on my whips though 30 clips, all my clips go You talk a lot but you ain’t on shit though We let off shots, you ‘bout to get hit though

Ayy Smokin on that satellite Yeah, because it smoke right I’ve done been to the jail, I aint tryna go twice You crazy on the internet, then why you actin so nice? I got all this fuckin’ ice , I can have a snow fight Droptop down went to deem , and of course, he overlight Niggas white bricks day but I see fuckin cold rice Ayy, ayy Im a street nigga, dog, hoes love my style I should wrap the Lamborghini black and white like a cow Whats that shit up in my pocket nigga its the .40 cal They be seein’ a nigga ballin’ nigga herе they come to foul Baby momma keep on callin she likе, Get your fuckin’ child Im street nigga, nigga, I keep pistols tucked around He was talkin crazy, they like Nah, he was fuckin around I got folks here in with me and I’ll make em buck you down Im street nigga pussy, I aint fakin for the clout I got cash but my crazy cousinll take you for some pound And I shoot crowds pussy, wed shank ya for some thous I got blue faces, thottianas, make em buss it down Im a street nigga pussy, I aint payin a hoe shit They got cash apps on deck, I aint sendin hoes shit He a peon ass nigga, he done sent his ho a dick At his dream girl house with gang in that hoe shit Im a street nigga, dog, everybody know that So a hater, get whacked, bond money on deck When I got my first gun, Im like, I gotta blow that I should go back to dough runners and sellin dope sacks Im street nigga, nigga, I aint gotta prove that Oh, you tryna prove a point? Well, why you gotta do that? I should go to foster dealers and go buy the school back Im street nigga, nigga, that was where my school at Im street nigga, nigga, can you understand me? You dont speak Engli? How you say, Rubberband me? Smokin on this stinky pack, flame up the gangrene Sosa what the opps on? Nigga, not a damn thing Im a street nigga, dog, I dont love no bitch I aint talkin to that bitch unless she buy her own shit Unless she skrt, skrt, skrt-skrtin and riding in her own shit Bitch steady buyin me shit, I can buy my own shit Im street nigga, dog, I was jumpin off the porch I had sprained my fuckin ankle doin jumpin as a sport Stealin granny shit, now Im takin nothin less a sport We aint talkin to these niggas they aint nothin past a dork Im a doggy nigga, baby, I know you love my fit I aint got no bitch, nigga, how you fuck my bitch? Young street nigga, dog, two revolvers and a stick Dont let folks nem hold it, theyll steal ya fuckin shit, ayy

Came through with that cash and that swag Fuck a bag, put the racks in my pants I went in Saks, spent a sack cause I get it right back Fucked your bitch, gave her back cause I get it like that Catch you with the hammer, I dont dance You want beef? Ima turn you into a tranny I dont wanna fuck your bitch, she want romance I wanna fuck, dont wanna dance I got a million in my pants now I dont use no rubber bands now Big bank take lil bank, stand down Fore I pull the racks up out my pants now I pulled up, million dollar cash down Cuz I got that sack now All I talk is racks, all I talk is cash now You not flexin, sit your ass down What is you, a class clown? Only language that I speak is million dollars cash down Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars Pulled up, trunk bangin, car swangin, now we gangin, war gangin Excuse me, I mean that were gangin You want me in your club, you gon have to let the gang in Look here, Im very well respected in the streets Hop out my Emmy, and my wrist we got a P I smoke dope, you be smokin wack reefer All the loud I smoke you think I spent a million on this weed Told that bitch you had to go its time to eat She thought she was Td, but she weak When I say T that mean too turnt, thats how I be You want a show, you better million dollar me I pulled up, million dollar cash down Cuz I got that sack now All I talk is racks, all I talk is cash now You not flexin, sit your ass down What is you, a class clown? Only language that I speak is million dollars cash down Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars Million dollars, million dollars, million dollars

True True True

Imma come and get you with the seat way back Im a rich nigga but I came from way back We could record all moments and press play back I couldnt find you like a needle in the hay stack I couldnt find you like sale on a whole store We can hit every city on a tour bus We can hit every state on the jet plane I swear this shit wont be over till the cat sings I know you know that a cat cant sing though You are not every bird, girl you a flamingo Then I hit it on the head she like bingo At six flags Aight lets hit giant drop, she like please no I had to hit your heart with a repo I called Michael Blackson for the scene though Babe what you mad for, Im Mr. Meaner You know when I get inside her Im Mr. Cleaner Bang bang Bang bang

Bitch, you see me and my team, they be on it Three hundred glory boys and we be on it I got to tell you bitch to get on it All this dope walking to the top, yeah bitch get on it She on it, she see me she on it We dont get money till you dont get on it Get out my dick for your bitch to get on it She not my bitch, she your bitch, take it on it I pull out my dick, tell your bitch to get on it She like my cock, she fuck me and my far out She like down, so tell the niggas pour out Im flexing and Im flexing and I tore that Bitch, Im off in ego when Im that let go Disrespect myself, that boy got a halo Im a ball hard, they can ball my pace off Your bitch keep on calling, tell her I let go My money stacking on so hard like Lego Try to be so, this not how I let go Trying to be so so, oh, boy, you came close These bitches no soft so he got that flame on Bitch, you see me and my team, they be on it Three hundred glory boys and we be on it I got to tell you bitch to get on it All this dope walking to the top, yeah bitch get on it She on it, she see me she on it We dont get money till you dont get on it Get out my dick for your bitch to get on it She not my bitch, she your bitch, take it on it Im the voice of the streets, you know I own it Im talking labels, foreign raps, I have it for you Everything so, I had your bitch and she was boring We came along, wait for the song, now we tore it B&G, I put the whole world on it GBE, Chief Keef, thats my homie I have a brick, I put a hole, now youre on it One self, I keep two, now its on me I want the money, bitch, I have the money attack The money got me geek, remixing sella swag Waiting for nas kings, rub a nigga with no mask Had to be a millionaire, I put you on it Bitch, you see me and my team, they be on it Three hundred glory boys and we be on it I got to tell you bitch to get on it All this dope walking to the top, yeah bitch get on it She on it, she see me she on it We dont get money till you dont get on it Get out my dick for your bitch to get on it She not my bitch, she your bitch, take it on it

Oh Woah Oh No No No Oh Woah Oh woah woah woah woah Oh woah oh woah Oh woah oh woah Oh woah oh woah Oh woah woah woah woah Sosa on the beat I had to get my motherfuckin cash right I cant be broke like the last time Play with it on your ass a red beam flashlight Ever since I was 10 I live a fast life I just want you to know, I got the dope We gone roll up, til it aint no more You just missed yo bitch, she just hit the door Throwin up money, it just hit the floor, woah Countin all this cash got my hand hurtin I got 100 shots for a I been gettin shit, jumpin pogo stick Bout time you done blink, I done stole yo bitch You think you fresh cause you wear Burberry polos, bitch? Back in 2012 I be there stole yo shit Yo nigga aint shit, thats what I told yo bitch No half fill, Ima fully load yo bitch Hello? She callin my phone She wanna give me throat, Ima straight fold yo bitch Ridin in a 4 seater solo bitch Sneak diss in yo face Ima foreclose it I had to get my motherfuckin cash right I cant be broke like the last time Play with it on your ass a red beam flashlight Ever since I was 10 I live a fast life I just want you to know, I got the dope We gone roll up, til it aint no more You just missed yo bitch, she just hit the door Throwin up money, it just hit the floor, woah

Yeah Thuggin in these streets, I put the test, nigga Niggas aint hard, they some lil niggas Thuggin in these streets, I put the test, nigga These niggas dissin, lil nigga, go get your big homie I might put that nigga to rest, nigga I put codeine in my veins, Im goin insane Tired of all these niggas actin like they insane If you crazy, nigga, put them FNs on you If you crazy, nigga , we put them blue tips on you We rip through you like tissue We catch em all like Pikachu Dont link with no fuck niggas Thats why we called Non-Neutral Its a lot of shots come behind this gang shit My opps can die today or tomorrow, they still gon be nameless They keep on askin why Im rappin bout this murder shit Cause Im traumatized and a nigga been through some shit On the late night, me and Puffo, we ride through some shit They aint out on they block, well come back again Feel like Im wastin my time cause niggas aint on shit These niggas be gettin disrespectful so I aint squashin shit If I got it on me, Im poppin shit Aint the only one that tried to diss Im Sprite, these niggas Sierra Mist Got the Glock with me, I wont never miss Niggas aint hard, they some lil niggas Thuggin in these streets, I put the test, nigga These niggas dissin, lil nigga, go get your big homie I might put that nigga to rest, nigga I put codeine in my veins, Im goin insane Tired of all these niggas actin like they insane If you crazy, nigga , put them FNs on you If you crazy, nigga , we put them blue tips on you

I got money, I answers Ayy I got money, I answers I got lions, I got panthers I got gorillas and they got hammers We pull up, damage, straight blam ya We gon set a example, example, example We gon set a example, example, example We gon set a example, we gon set a example We gon set a example, example, example, example E-X-A-M-P-L-E Ayy, Im gettin T-O-P Smokin on W-double E-D Ayy, put yo glasses on, Im comin 3D Pull up, hop out, 4K TV, 1080p bling Act like he want war, we let that heat sing Fill yo block with heat You cant stand it, get the fuck up out the kitchen Bands in my True Religion I heard Buddha bring you happiness, well, I bring happiness to these jeans Im gettin money and Im spendin money, yous a broke boy Pull up flexin, you cant act like you aint know, boy Ride past ya, who that, Superman? Nah, thats a Glo boy Before we set a example, act like you know, boy I got money, I answers I got lions, I got panthers I got gorillas and they got hammers We pull up, damage, straight blam ya We gon set a example, example, example We gon set a example, example, example We gon set a example, we gon set a example We gon set a example, example, example, example

I been Represent! For my City of Chicago, I act like monster destroying everything without go insane not like T.I And I’m a monster, Monster of this Rap Game Then Yo’ Girl can’t handle this Monster in the Club Were I’ll act like a Wolverine in the Hood with No Problems and Yo’ Shawty thinks of me the Reaper In the streets just a Savage Animal Chorus I’m Monster Of Chicago Then I’ll shoot lights out Only in city of Chicago Were she thinks she is the boss nigga but her shit stinks like everyone elses In Chicago Riding in A Dodge Challenger with Her Nigga not In Atlanta Were I getting so High on That Blunt not messing with Yo’ Nigga’s And My Attitude is so crazy when comes Id like to do something With that hot Girl Verse1: Were Yo’ Nigga’s go in Berserk around in neighborhood like Not on house arrest, were I don’t care about what’s happen to you’ll Lazy Niggers and gets Whoop by 3 couple psycho killing’ Human being Act like Wolves Then I cant play these Niggas fight over a Hes And Yo Boss girls Stare at me but I Know what they Thirsty for this LD Verse2: Were I’ve to take control of inner Anger On These Screwed Nigga’s like Busta Rhymes Were Yo’ Babygirl seeking me out thru all Hatred And She is Dumping Yo’ Ass like She’s Thinks me is Worth Billions Then She got that Carmel Pussy like Bad Bitches and her Titties Bouncing From side to side Verse3: Were I can’t complain about million dollar And She got me think destroy the Booth Then I’m gone split this Fire like 2 Chainz Ya aint Until I’m Rich As Fuck When I’ll gonna wear out her in this house anywhere in were Every room, I got her Begging more this My monster Verse4: Were Yo’ Shorty’s think they can with me 24/7 And I got them I wish that could be true Then I wont go Rampage with Fire Desire, Some of Ya Nigga’s can’t never contain this outrageous Talent like me

AYY, AYY , HAHAHA , NONE FUCK WITH MY LOW , MY HAIR IS BLOCKING IT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SKRRT SKRRT , SKRRT , BANG BANG , SOSA BABY I wont tell you nigga go get my fuckin money I went to paris then i woke up down in london She trick to kill like i’m gummy for her tommy Okay its a bently , shoot some money for some money Heard these niggas say they fucking with chief keef, Nah I just fucked your bitch and she stretched my tee out Im done flexin’ on niggas, alright you said it out Shut up and stay up in streets till i made it out :

My glove department filled with residue Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool When I pull out them hundreds boy Im blessin dude I got a hundred for you, you, and you Hop out at the gas station cause Im a star Full tank cause I didnt even charge my car I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in She sees all this money, she say, Chief Sosa you winnin I rolled up 10 joints, I got weed for days I got all this green I swear that its my baby Ive been getting money since my senior days But I forgot I didnt go to school Im crazy I put Margielas on my fucking shoes I poured 2 deuces nigga fuck some booze Im rollin up 3 grams in the fuckin wood Dont worry bout me, Im getting money Im good I pull up to the club and them doors go up Motivation? No-yous only dumb fucks Gotta use the shower, hella hundreds in the tub The police can run in here, I dont give no fucks My glove department filled with residue Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool When I pull out them hundreds boy Im blessin dude I got a hundred for you, you, and you Hop out at the gas station cause Im a star Full tank cause I didnt even charge my car I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in She sees all this money, she say, Chief Sosa you winnin I got a million un-read texts I got a million read text messages I only read em if youre talkin benjis Cant be talking small, gotta be talkin plenty I got 6 hoes in 6 different beds Dro and Mike told me Im the black Elvis Presley I got hoes in 50 different states Been all around the world, cant tell me bout a penny Member kickin doors and hittin stains Im eatin good, fuck your Craig Jenny For all you dumb ass fucks, Im talkin Jenny Craig Try to make me go on a diet, pussy I aint wit it My glove department filled with residue Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool When I pull out them hundreds boy Im blessin dude I got a hundred for you, you, and you Hop out at the gas station cause Im a star Full tank cause I didnt even charge my car I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in She sees all this money, she say, Chief Sosa you winnin

Dawn Ay, ay, ay, ay, lets go, ay, ay, ay, ay, lets go Ay, ay, ay, ay, lets go, ay, ay, ay, ay, lets go Gas what I smoke Feds at my door, jump out the window nigga Gang done fucked on plenty hoes Probably fucked yo hoe, I dont know He gon flex that penny bumb He smoke cigarettes and I smoke super dope I dont know this hoe Feds gon asked me questions, Ill leave it at nah I had got right out on bail See the pussy through these niggas who gon tell Yea, im on designer drugs He a broke ass nigga gon pray that money come Im a gorilla in that 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 Hm, hmm, hit a stain I just hit a stain, faneto

Aye, aye with those lights man Bang, bang, bang Twenty of them things Bring those racks up I made racks for all them things Yeah aint no more Act man Its some PTs and bricks, aint no more Act you know You know I want right? Chief So the most anticipated trapper Why you always shittin? Im a crapper Fishy ass niggas, yall some crappers Smack the bitch head cause shes a grabber Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper Im laughin to the bank, Im a laugher Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then Im flattered Walked up in the court, Im reekin Yeah Im reekin now Im blinging Smell like a pound of skunk, you smell like a pound of peaches I remember trappin, ridin round in the Regal Now I pull up in that i8, look like some Adidas Stripes on my shit so you know you cant beat me Fredo in the cut like the sore on my fuckin knee and Ridin fast while Im eatin, my car look like neon You know I got D-Money, Im flexin like Im Deion Your weed stepped on, guess what? My shit peed on Im hot up in this bitch, someone get some fuckin Freon For my air conditionin, it feel like I cut the heat on You wake up turn your swags on, I wake up turn my heat on You a lame ass duck nigga, nigga you a peon Im coolin at Leons my independent kingdom I pulled up to Harolds, eight piece with some lemon Pepper on my shit, R. Kelly TP3 on Chief So the most anticipated trapper Why you always shittin? Im a crapper Fishy ass niggas, yall some crabbers Smack the bitch hand cause shes a grabber Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper Im laughin to the bank, Im a laugher Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then Im flattered Everybody loves Raymond dont they These hoesll eat my babies, wont they Hundred shots for eighty homies But Im so well gettin money Wanna go and get some cheese Hurry up, Im really hungry Try me we can bill your homies Knock em down, rebuild your homies Oh, damn, come Burglary, we steal your homies Oh, damn, whore Potato shit, we peel your homie My homies come and kill your homies Im paralyzed dont feel your homie Damn, vroom Pull up then four wheel your homie All these niggas really phony I got bread, I keep it long Slice you like a pizza homie Clear diamonds, VG on me Boy dont go Luigi on me Dont get caught whats in my tummy Hi-Tech whats in my tummy Bronx tale, nigga you know I keep it sunny, he keeps glon Coffee cake, nigga I got fajita on me Im gone Reeses Pieces on you Where your heater? Keep it on you Only time you going bald is at the barber shop like Evas Chief So the most anticipated trapper Why you always shittin? Im a crapper Fishy ass niggas, yall some crappers Smack the bitch head cause shes a grabber See Sosa the most underrated rapper Im laughin to the bank, Im a laugher Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then Im flattered

Do the dash, do the dash Do the dash, do the dash Do the dash, do the dash Do the dash, do the dash Ima send my fetcher to go get that boy I might take my niece down to Disney World Just got 2 chains, call me Tity Girl I got statues in my house I be going in and out Ill back that foreign in and out Its white and black, Minnie Mouse Please dont make me get the bag And start eatin hundreds til I gag Hop in the foreign, do the dash I got a whole damn on the dash I heard you a copycat I just spend two bands on a bag Put me to a test, Ima pass After that I gotta check on the bag Fresher than a girl-scout Checkout my Gucci blouse Im on a designer couch I got money in my pouch I got statues in my house I be going in and out Ill back that foreign in and out Its white and black, Minnie Mouse Please dont make me get the bag And start eatin hundreds til I gag Hop in the foreign, do the dash I got a whole damn on the dash I heard you a copycat I just spend two bands on a bag Put me to a test, Ima pass After that I gotta check on the bag Its one Louis bag Im searching for Ima send my fetcher to go get that boy Pull up on the curb in the sickest toy Dont interrupt me cause Im not finished boy I cant text you back cause Ima busy girl I might take my niece down to Disney World Just got two chains, call me Titty Girl Im downtown shopping like a city girl Get the bag Til I gag Do the dash On a dash Copycat On a bag Ima pass On the bag Please dont make me get the bag And start eatin hundreds til I gag Hop in the foreign, do the dash I got a whole damn on the dash I heard you a copycat I just spend two bands on a bag Put me to a test, Ima pass After that I gotta check on the bag Otto

Its goin on the horizon Its goin on the horizon Its goin on the horizon, ayy Ball Its goin on the horizon Im on the road, it go beep, Im out yo reach, where you cant reach I wear all the tips, all the jeans go Moncler, Codeine White Amiri, Cocaine She wanna know both names Wish for a mansion, got a Lambo in the garage Got a Hellcat, that bitch star, got a Range Rover out the park Got a zip 6, aint far, I pull up on ya, you aint far All of these ridin foreign car, shit a angel got rerrah I just met her and she spillin beans, why this bitch phone never ring Carrots on bling, that shit sore with my blurring I got bitches, I wont call back, adapt her, she wont fall back I rock that, this and all that, shawty on my balls at Waitin on that call back Switch gears, been in them foreigns for six years Bitch weird lookin at my wristwear Red Rarri out the hood, Ima big bear Dont be standin outside my house, bitch, its weird Im on the road, it go beep, Im out yo reach, where you cant reach I wear all the tips, all the jeans go Moncler, Codeine White Amiri, Cocaine She wanna know both names Wish for a mansion, got a Lambo in the garage Got a Hellcat, that bitch star, got a Range Rover out the park Got a zip 6, aint far, I pull up on ya, you aint far Im outie, in a Audi Keep that fu shit from around me I paid 30 thousands in a cloudy In a 9/11 like we knock the Eiffel tower down Always dirty money, nigga tell a mace to come and wipe me down Bitch wanna be bunny and cloudy, I told the bitch is you down? She said her friend was lookin for my brother, I told her tell the bitch, you with me now Im on the road, it go beep, Im out yo reach, where you cant reach I wear all the tips, all the jeans go Moncler, Codeine White Amiri, Cocaine She wanna know both names Wish for a mansion, got a Lambo in the garage Got a Hellcat, that bitch star, got a Range Rover out the park Got a zip 6, aint far, I pull up on ya, you aint far

Got some shooters Got some shooters and I glo, and I know For me they gon be shooting up a store Keep my tool Its gonna do for me just like my All this ice on my look at my Nigga dont like me But this bitch Bitch, I get my guap and I get my way If you looking for me Im in MIA Bitch, I got some shooters up in MIA And we toting up in MIA Bitch, I got some bloods that hang in LA I got some bloods that hang in LA I got some shooters in Mephis my They toting

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Mhmm, hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm Mike Will, Mike Will, Mike Will, Mike Will Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, bang bang bang bang, yeah, yeah, bang bang, yeah, ayy Gotta have a ball I have it all I gotta ball Speedin too hard Please call the law Bitch, Im the boss Old school rose 2020 comin in She got out and told her friends Told her come and eat my dick I don’t know if I should send I can have her and her friend And I don’t care if they twins Chickens be clucking like hens And I pull up in a Benz Nigga hatin on me, I don’t know why Prolly causе he a fuckin broke boy I done sold morе coke than a coke boy Is you gangsta now, I dont know boy Why you mad at me? Why you mad at me? Thats how you gon be I’m still gonna eat Why you mad at me? Why you mad at me? That’s how you gon be I’m still gonna eat Niggas be like wa-wa-wa Wa-wa-wa Dont be mad Go get a bag Wa-wa-wa Wa-wa-wa Get in yo bag You lookin sad

I got tats up on my body and this bitches holster I just pulled up in a STR and this bitch pullin my hair I just fucked her in my pendant and put Channels in my ear Ima naming sacks everyday, these bitches love my gear Im ridin in 2022 and this aint even this year And Im ridin up in something fast so I just switch the gear If you want em, get em right now cause they gon be over here And Im on the road like good year, you know this is my year Got them racks bussin out my pocket, I cant bust a tear All the days I was broke, I had to hustle all them years Nigga had to give my money up, I knew they would pair I knew they would come when my time will come When I would jump the line and hop up in the front Like when So pull the Audi up and put it on the block And let foenem hit blocks like shit wasnt nun 2-4-14 crazy You know Im Lamron baby I got so many motherfuckin cars, never know what Im in today Ayy, Chief So just left the lot, Chief So just brought lil bro a stick We see a wrist, we see a wrist, the wrist that we gon take I just hit foenem on the phone, I asked if they good, they told me they straight Glo got them 4 hitters so dont get your dumbass bait Shoot him in his shit in VIP then we went in MIA That Chief So up in that twin turbo, I think he have a bait I was sellin dope at 15, at 15 you was mommas baby 13 I had 4 48s, then Chief So hit the corner and I fucked with 48 Its your hood just little homie said no fuckin wait You know Im 6-1 crazy, I been 6-4 bait I got tats up on my body and this bitches holster I just pulled up in a STR and this bitch pullin my hair I just fucked her in my pendant and put Channels in my ear Ima naming sacks everyday, these bitches love my gear Im ridin in 2022 and this aint even this year And Im ridin up in something fast so I just switch the gear If you want em, get em right now cause they gon be over here And Im on the road like good year, you know this is my year

I got 10 racks I got 20 racks, 30 racks I got 40 racks I got 50 racks, dirty racks I got 60 racks I got 70 racks, 80 racks Got 100 racks, 100 in the strap, hunnit’ pack I got 10 bitches out here selling ass for the cash I got 10 niggas out here that’s gon’ blast for my ass I got 10 shootas’ on the front and on the roof top I got 10 traps and them bitches boomin’ eye stock I got trash bags full of money, ay I got mad bags full of money, ay I got Glad bags full of money, ay Don’t get mad, go ’n get some money, ay I pity the fool that go against me, ay So much ice thought I was Mr. T GBE the new cash money, bling bling 100 pints on the dresser I’mma fiend I don’t wanna fuck, bitch, get up on your knees Finna take my ass to sleep Don’t need no co-sign I’m certified in the streets And I don’t go nowhere without my heat! I got 10 racks I got 20 racks, 30 racks I got 40 racks I got 50 racks, dirty racks I got 60 racks I got 70 racks, 80 racks Got 100 racks, 100 in the strap, hunnit’ pack I got 10 bitches out here selling ass for the cash I got 10 niggas out here that’s gon’ blast for my ass I got 10 shootas’ on the front and on the roof top I got 10 traps and them bitches boomin’ eye stock I got 3 watches I got 2 maids, 1 mansion I got 7 chains I got 8 Bimmers, none rented I got Marble floors Marble counter tops, none granted I got all the guap Go ’n get ya’ some, young nigga I got 11 thousand fifties, 12 thousand hunnits, ain’t none I got 5 thousand ones, in the strip club, they know I live I got 5 bricks, 10 traps, boy I really get it E’rrything you already done, I already did I got 5 Glocks, 3 Macs, and 2 K’s Run up on me boy, you stupid, I’m too crazy! Can’t put my up in this bitch, a nigga, they two faced Everywhere that I go, it’s the shooting I got 10 racks I got 20 racks, 30 racks I got 40 racks I got 50 racks, dirty racks I got 60 racks I got 70 racks, 80 racks Got 100 racks, 100 in the strap, hunnit’ pack I got 10 bitches out here selling ass for the cash I got 10 niggas out here that’s gon’ blast for my ass I got 10 shootas’ on the front and on the roof top I got 10 traps and them bitches boomin’ eye stock

LYRICS FROM SNIPPET I will never tell, i will never tell in my life Come get your bitch she keep starin at my ice We dont do nun... ...in my wrist, just look at you to reach out Wrist that, them prada hoes give me that Hella problems you dont want that Im high yeah, you can cook

Bitch Im gettin money and you know its true You say you gettin money but we know it aint true Bitch Im getting money and you know its true He say he getting money but we know the truth Im stuntin and you know its true I bought them all, I done it all, I dont want no trues That bitch say she love me but I know the truth She just wanna fuck me for some fucking trues Chief Sosa Im the fucking truth And all I get is money and thats fucking true

Whats happening? Wagwan? She give me neck then forgot Im in the future like Tron You know it costed, its from designers Dont be crossing the lines But you wont watch lights Its glory boys jet - aint no a car These niggas aint seeing These niggas blind I can get flyer than a Kay Whatchu been smoking is ice She gon ride it like a bike I dissapear out of sight You know it cant beat my And i know a lotta essays More ink... Where My Shoes, Capisce One hundred degrees - Capisce Get the fendi - Capisce I got the bitch - Capisce Hit the Xan - Capisce I wont stay - Si I told my chef he say Si Tell you woulda seek Cops ask what i did see You need the A you got the C You speak Español - Si So much smoke out of the window - Si Tadoe Sippin on this damn lean i failed my piss test Sippin on this damn mud i missed your bitch text Blew me up, all night, im gonna hit that ... Where My Shoes, Capisce One hundred degrees - Capisce Get the fendi - Capisce I got the bitch - Capisce Hit the Xan - Capisce I wont stay - Si I told my chef he say Si Tell you woulda seek Cops ask what i did see You need the A you got the C You speak Español - Si So much smoke out of the window - Si

Im Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and Im riding in that nasty Dragin, racin in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average Im Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Im cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap This for Cap this for Blood, ridin round with my thud G-L-O G-A-N-G we not with that giving up Dont expect me to give you hug Bullets coming fill you up Oreo Double Stuffed, Nigga get yo feelings hurt Boy I got that Pizza Hut, Giordanos which one you want? Get that Grezielda Blanco like Aye lil Pablo where da fuck ya goin? In the club froze I bought the bar I dont even want it I dont drink no alcohol I be drinking that lean Im snoring Im Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and Im riding in that nasty Dragin, racin in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average Im Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Im cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap Gambino grab my meatroll Aye Tadoe grab my K doe Aye Justo make sure Benji straight, folks think he in Barbados Niggas wanna try me let the K blow Wtf Chief Sosa waiting for? Got pink birds lookin like Flamingos She dust my shoes off like Im Fabo Keep racks in my pockets everyday tho Inna cap center and Im Cappin spending all the play-doh Choppa have him boppin like he dancin with Kemo Off the car lot Im smashing Im riding like an A-hole Remember on the block shooting up niggas Limos Now my birthday is every damn day tho Wonder how I got the racks in my jeans? Cause I be working every day tho Im Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and Im riding in that nasty Dragin, racin in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average Im Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Im cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap

Fast

Im not a repeater, but I heard something bout you niggas Dont fuck with no new niggas, new niggas I dont fuck with no new niggas, I dont fuck with no new niggas I be off Keisha, dont give a fuck bout you niggas Im not a repeater, but I heard something bout you niggas Im allergic to fake shit and its something bout you niggas Something bout you bitches, all you hoes gold diggers T-Roy blow my nina, and he gon run on all these niggas I keep him on a payroll cause thats my old nigga Go shoot shit some shit...

LYRICS FROM SNIPPET Tears of joy, Tears of joy To my ex bitch i hope you doin well Prolly got that lil shit for sell Some of you aint doin shit just sell ... throught You hate me boo hoo ..bow bow, only love, now, only love Been riding, it’s the chill in car Off lean and blunts, life star nitendo Dont even know what im here for Keep mixing dope in the benzo If the stick fits in it is it tho Pull up 4 like lean code Pulled out some of that citgo Blow some of that citgo This aint gaseline it’s citgo Trynna fuck without no indo I probably dont know what it is I dont know if you wanna But nigga Im not going Dont even take one of it

Shawty the moon Im tryna go and she goes slow Hot like the Like she told me that she’s single But Im just tryna And when I be in that thing, shawty got that To look to the girls, all around the world Glory boys Sexy with them curls, like some pearls When I gave her all of me, that bitch turned to a glory girl She keep to my stacks, known for breakin backs Like a shadow, random girls know me for spittin’ cracks to the max and I gotta get her back While I lay the crib, we know what happen after that We be smokin on that loud, she said I always do all my hella gas never leaving her hard til we die If you with it Im with it, you know Im Chief Keef Shawty the moon Im tryna go and she goes slow Hot like the Like she told me that shes single But Im just tryna And when I be in that thing, shawty got that To look to the girls, all around the world Glory boys Sexy with them curls, like some pearls When I gave her all of me, that bitch turned to a glory girl I met her down in bad bitch come from the Out of town trips got me feeling like a pimp Big 54’s roll it up and light it Blunt after blunt, call that white hoes, Im tryna paint a picture running with New spot Shawty the moon I’m tryna go and she goes slow Hot like the Like she told me that shes single But I’m just tryna And when I be in that thing, shawty got that To look to the girls, all around the world Glory boys Sexy with them curls, like some pearls When I gave her all of me, that bitch turned to a glory girl

We swaggin We swaggin, these bitches know that we swaggin We riding, with them 30s on us, we riding Driving, know you aint getting no cash, bitch And we swaggin, these bitches know that we swaggin He died then, thought he said its no lacking And we driving, know you aint getting no cash, bitch And we swaggin, these bitches know that we swaggin And he died then, thought he said its no lacking And we riding, with them 30s on us, we riding And we driving, know you aint getting no cash, bitch And we swaggin, these bitches know that we swaggin And he died then, thought he said its no lacking And we riding, with them 30s on us, we riding And we driving, know you aint getting no cash, bitch And we swaggin, these bitches know that we swaggin And he died then, thought he said its no lacking And we riding, with them 30s on us, we riding And we driving, know you aint getting no cash, bitch And we swaggin, these bitches know that we swaggin And he died then, thought he said its no lacking And we riding, with them 30s on us, we riding

Grab the choppas, tell broski load the clips They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Broad day I aint worry bout a snitch They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Niggas want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Big bucks, I count stacks Never slipping, I got that This war shit, we bout that Camping out where your house at Dont fuck around, we wack clowns Do a hit and come back around What goes around comes back around So I only calm down when that MAC around Real shit, I kill shit This Glock 9, I kill with That fighting shit, dont got time Got a .45 that I drill with My nigga Reese money get em gone in a hurry We stay with the 30 I aint talking Stephen Curry Get into it with my niggas Its a fact that youll die Call me Bibby 2 9s Ill be strapped with two 9s Listen up, Im finna go and hit em up Broski load them clips on up Broad day, dont give a fuck Grab the choppas, tell broski load the clips They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Broad day I aint worry bout a snitch They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Niggas want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Grab the choppas, tell fonem load the clips Cause well let em rip if you run, dont slip Rolling stupid thoinks when Im down rolling lips I got to stain on a nigga with some pounds meet me there Im somewhere in the air, 300 add to it Lawless fools, feed my dogs Yeah bitch we very ruthless Sipping liquor cause we cool Nail em with them tools RIP [?}, cock it back and let it loose Grab the choppas, tell broski load the clips They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Broad day I aint worry bout a snitch They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Niggas want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit All my niggas done invented drill Shawty come through and you will get killed Be strapped up like a car seat I play with Heat, call me D-Wade Im 2-4 plus 6 more Thats a 30 bitch, Im gonna blow Your hoe, she gonna go Do the guys bitch lets go Smoking on that loud shit Tryna find a way to get the quick smell Rob who? Thats an easy kill Ima mask up cause they trick for real OTF, fuck the opps Only the family, this shit real If you want war, you get killed Broad day, you get drills Grab the choppas, tell broski load the clips These niggas want war and we ready for this shit Broad day I aint worry bout a snitch They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Niggas want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit Want war and we ready for this shit They say niggas want war and we ready for this shit

Glory Boyz, 2020 She like they call you Ballout yeah your name ring bells Yawn, skrrt, dope, bitch She like they call you Ballout yeah your name ring bells And Im cashin’ out on all this new forreal  These diamons VVS, boy your shit krups tucconi  F&N turn a nigga ass to spuhloni Ridin down pacific highway foreigns only Ridin down smokin on this gross on my loney And a 100000 on some jewlery while Im hungry Quarantining I bought me a new house on my owney Everybody lookin’ like english bulldog I can know you ridin with that .44 bulldog Put the gass skrt that bitch jumping like a frog Smoove ass cat but the pipes bark like a dog Vroom vroom vroom when your emotions in the fall Bitch, I want the cash, I want the cars, I want it all Sippin on a brick and Im posted like a wall Please dont pull up you get dropped like a call She like they call you Ballout yeah your name ring bells And Im cashin out on all this new forreal These diamons VVS, boy your shit krups tucconi F&N turn a nigga ass to spuhloni Ridin down pacific highway foreigns only Ridin down smokin on this gross on my loney And a 100000 on some jewlery while Im hungry Quarantining I bought me a new house on my owney Ringing at two melly racks invest in every state I bought me a big house while folks behind the gate Me and foenem did a 100 on the jetski from the Lake I guess the shit’ll leave somebody call now so we escape No matter how much money I count, Imma still drop the rakes Imma be in that wet body years we in the race I fucked the racks up I ain’t even gonna save I got on two watches but I dont know what time is it She like they call you Ballout yeah your name ring bells And I’m cashin out on all this new forreal These diamons VVS, boy your shit krups tucconi F&N turn a nigga ass to spuhloni Ridin down pacific highway foreigns only Ridin down smokin on this gross on my loney And a 100000 on some jewlery while Im hungry Quarantining I bought me a new house on my owney

Lyrics from snippet I gotta keep that 40 on my hip You know I got that mop tool please dont slip Ill put that mop up in yo whip Imma have to fuck her then dipp She know I got that rockstar drip

Ditch up run up heard you was taking treas saw run it up and you know we at never frunting up saw ditch cause we at never stunting up saw ditch and then rap it up cause fredo juice man finna ditch it up and we at never stared saw run up saw right know going to ditch it up

I got money, stacks Ive gotta get that Niggas they be hating, they body get dapped Shawty that, they motherfucking When I hit a bitch, she know Im never coming back Never coming back, Im never coming back Smoking strong, bitch Im high, I aint ever coming back Never coming back, never coming me some cash, shit aint ever coming back ryms, the racks we gotta see When I first spent that money, she brought the player out of me My earings how I freeze, Gs Im all about them stacks, Im with it to the max When I hit a bitch, she know I aint ever coming back Im never coming back, yes Imma run with that Get high with my partner, fucking all these bitches Im in high school, Me and my niggas bout that money, we down like I believe I can , I got money, stacks Ive gotta get that Niggas they be hating, they body get dapped Shawty that, they motherfucking When I hit a bitch, she know Im never coming back Never coming back, Im never coming back Smoking strong, bitch Im high, I aint ever coming back Never coming back, never coming me some cash, shit aint ever coming back See me I dress casually, up until the shopping spree Yeah you know Im getting that, got loud bands, Im cool with that Cash cant take me off the map, take his Tryna run, send shots, dont test me On cloud 9, ballin hard,knock it off like a golf cart All my hittas gotta eat, dont trip yeah really tryna hit shit Talk shit, bitch up Poor nigga styles, they act up Chief Keef, SD, shouts out to painted up cant fuck with us Black gate, we drill hard, summertime, gotta deal cars Fuckboys, they wont leave, they acting like they know me Head shots, no leg shots, nigga trippin, tryna put me in a dead spot I got money, stacks Ive gotta get that Niggas they be hating, they body get dapped Shawty that, they motherfucking When I hit a bitch, she know Im never coming back Never coming back, Im never coming back Smoking strong, bitch Im high, I aint ever coming back Never coming back, never coming me some cash, shit aint ever coming back Smoking on that loud pack, and Im never coming back Bitches like what Im smoking now, now they smoking that Shawty telling me she love me, I tell her yeah yeah Diamonds in my ear, I got that, hell yeah Sippin goose, stuntin hard, shawty I be Talk about life, only started, Somebody lyed, Im not a star bitchs heart I got money, stacks Ive gotta get that Niggas they be hating, they body get dapped Shawty that, they motherfucking When I hit a bitch, she know Im never coming back Never coming back, Im never coming back Smoking strong, bitch Im high, I aint ever coming back Never coming back, never coming me some cash, shit aint ever coming back

8-8-8-808 Mafia 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 30s, 50s, 100s, well clear your whole block out 3 hunnid we pop out, pop more bullets pop out I been getting cake, she said she love me bitch stop now All up on my cock now, cause I am at the top now Im rolling, off a triple stack, talking money lemme get to that Smoke a nigga like a cigarette, bullets surf like the internet Im so at the top I cant even see Seems like all the bad bitches wanna be with me OTF nigga bitch I be with weed I got that bitch so high that she cant even see Im at the top nigga catch up Hundred round drum spraying leave him wet up 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with them 30s well clear your fucking block out To rock all the opps out, they know where Im bout Soon as the money call, you know that Im out Step foot out the door, caution my jewels crack in my mouth My mouth, and this shit is serious Feds moving fast, fast like Fast and Furious 300 and Block Boys nigga we in clear 40 hit your ass and the doctor cant cure it Windy to the Indy boy we do this shit period Dont fuck with fag niggas on they peroid Shoot at anything looking curious FET we do this shit period 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 40s with the 30s, well clear your whole block out Block boys we on top now We cant fucking stop now 8-8-8-808 Mafia

Bring them hoes and bands Bring them hoes and bands Told you I dont like it but bring them hoes and... Chief Sosa Im that nigga disrespect the O then Im on get you Im Blackgate, 300, 600, OBlock you wit that Im rollin wit you Told you I dont like it but bring them hoes and bands If you bring the fire then... Accidental accidental accidental that was accidental you a black we gon skr skr like a damn fuck nigga Amazing... Tall bitch I think thats your lady I sent her 50 shots...

Near choppa come thru, choppin shit See the cops, now we hoppin shit Niggas mad cause Im gettin choppin shit When you see me you gotta suck , bitch Hop in my car, chop chop Ride down the block with my Ready for bout fifty opps, my yungins toting fifty shots We got big ass chops, now sosa got big ass chops Its me and Young Chop, and the Glo, and we on top I say all I want is top, you can keep your fucking bottom She say all she want is chop, then I say what? You off a molly? I got a K named Chop And he chop a lotta blocks And I get alot of Chop Bitch, my pockets size of Chop Im a bang bang like Chop Let a nigga try to rob me Cause I get a lotta chop My necklace a lotta chop 3hunna This bitch think I want her, Im in love with the guap Just served a fiend the other day up on my block Look through my rearview mirror and I seen the cops Know how we rock, boy, we got 50′s on that block Lamron 300, shit, boy, you know how we rock Only the fam, only the family on that block Dont know whos snitchin, niggas snitchin on them blocks Cant trust a soul, so I be moving with that Glock Cant trust a soul, so I be moving with them shots Know how we rock, we got a K, I call it Chop And Ill pop that bitch on any opp I got a K named Chop And he chop a lotta blocks And I get alot of Chop Bitch, my pockets size of Chop Im a bang bang like Chop Let a nigga try to rob me Cause I get a lotta chop My necklace a lotta chop 3hunna

Ooh, bang, gang Ooh, bang, gang Ooh, dududuh, skuduskuh, bang 2022 Charger got me feelin like Vin Diesel Amiri jeans too tight, I cant fit the D-Eagle Take the shit back, I need a 96 Regal Im the biggest bird in the sky, bitch Im a seagull Just met that hoe, on the first day, fuck her then I delete her Vellanos, Forgiatos my rims sneakers Steady pourin up two litters, I dont need a feature I dont love a bitch, you know Im my brothers keeper Gang hit the cut in a Tonka Dont sneak diss, well break your baby momma Gang just bought some new cars for the summer In a Lambo, bump the bitch up in a Honda Ride 4s bitch, free ManeMane Bought bro out, Fat Joe made it rain Blood suckin bitch, think she got faint My shorty hit a whip at the beam, he got aim Leave yo Rollie plain Flyer than a plane Why you lookin strange? Bitch, we got the thang? Who is the gang? Who is the gang? Who is the gang? Who? Ayy, thats a light bop, my shit dark look like a Trish Swimmin in the water, Im a shark, niggas fish Thats a nice watch, man, I love takin risk Thats a nice Glock, what I look like swingin fish Send so many shots, my shit sound like a switch Niggas actin real but niggas know they bitch I be in the field, steady runnin up the chips Boss shit with the blick, boss shit on the dip We got ten 50s in this bitch Niggas slide, its a drill Brrrrrrr Brrrrr Grrr Niggas know how we rockin, lets go Spendin old 100 dollar bills from 96 Aint got no bank account but all my pockets thick Typin on the net, but get in person, aint got no blick Caught him at the red light and turned him to a lick In a wide body but this bitch aint got no tints Hit the Gucci store, go spend 6K on a fit Niggas actin hard body but they really bitch Finna pour the drink up, forgot to get the kit We aint ridin hot cars, bitch, these real whips If you want the gold, bitch its 600 a zip If you aint got the blues then it cant yo lips I just fucked this bitch, made her hop up in a Lyft Its time to fuckin deep, I got a .45 my hip Niggas talkin crazy, I let this bitch rip Finna go back to the raq and go crazy with my peeps We still be on the block, 061 that be the dip

For my lows I get high Like she gay told her bye If you look in my eyes You can see Im not nice Could be bad but Im aight Puffin dope to the light Was a thief in the night Now Im fallin out the sky Shorty wet when im iced Shouldnt came outside Should I left my jewls aside She saw my jewls and start to fight I aint fuckin with these boys Im from chiraq drillinois If you phony stay away All that fake I think he gay In the alley with the stray’s Selling D to the J’s Go and buy a pair of J’s ...

Lyrics for Chief Keefs verse from Snippet Ricos going crazy again CashMoneyAP I feel like makin a hundred fifty K today If they lock me, they lock me up It dont matter, my mom still gon love me Look Get straight To the cash Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion Get straight To the cash Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion All this aggression And all of this action Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion All this aggression And all of this action Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion Glock nine , thirty Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion On my neck , thirty Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion, look Get away , dirty You wont look good with this fashion You wont look good with this fashion Get away , dirty You wont look good with this fashion You wont look good with this fashion My moves , sturdy Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion Let it ring , birdie Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion Get straight To the cash Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion Get straight To the cash Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion All this aggression And all of this action Looking good in all this fashion Its looking good in all this fashion All this aggression And all of this action Looking good in all this fashion Its looking good in all this fashion Sosa baby This hittin me up to get what he want, huh? Get straight To the cash Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion Get straight To the cash Looking good in all this fashion Looking good in all this fashion All this aggression And all of this action Looking good in all this fashion Its looking good in all this fashion All this aggression And all of this action Looking good in all this fashion Its looking good in all this fashion