CHIEF KEEF feat. Yale Lucciani – True Religion Fein

(True)

[Chorus:]
Ima true religion Fein, bitch what fuck you mean [2x]

Ima true religion fein [8x]

[Verse 1:]
I’m a true religion Fein, got them true religion jeans
Bitch what the fuck you mean
Suck my true religion dick
I been ballin bitch I’m micro
Get green call me geico
Click-clack now we walk like lypo
Fo’ we put them bullets where yo life go
True religion every week (uhhh)
How could there be so many jeans
I gotta true religion bitch
She do this true religion dick

[Chorus:]
Ima true religion Fein, bitch what fuck you mean [2x]

Ima true religion fein [8x]

[Verse 2:]
True religion Fein
Ice up with the team
Light it up and lean
Smoke until I dream
Shit ain’t what it seems
You might need some glasses
And my nighas bananas
This shit might get tragic
True religion Fein
300 for pants
You don’t have a chance
Bitch I shop in France
Money make her dance
Bet she fuck my mance
Pop her with the baggy
Shit ain’t what it seems
Shit ain’t what it seems
You might need some glasses
And my niggas bananas
This shit might get tragic
True religion Fein
300 for pants
You don’t have a chance
Bitch I shop in France
Money make her dance
Bet she fuck my mance
Pop her with the baggy
Break her with the clan
She be eatin dinnas
We don’t need no witness
Move light like fitness
My true section ridiculous
Bitch I got the bag
Bitch I stand true
200 on shoes
Molar niggas rule

[Chorus: (Repeat 2x)]

CHIEF KEEF feat. SD – My Niggas

[Hook]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with his killas
So please don’t disrespect my niggas
Cause we gon kill a lot of fucking niggas
Don’t disrespect, my niggas [x8]

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with these killas
We ape shit, bitch we go gorillas
Smoking loud, bitch I call it thriller
Bitch I got a lot of fucking thots
OTF we got a lot of fucking blocks
Sosa came from bottom to the top
Made man, so please don’t get shot
Please don’t disrespect my niggas
Shoot the bullets out this LA clipper
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Pill poppin, fuck around and shoot a nigga

[Hook]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with his killas
So please don’t disrespect my niggas
Cause we gon kill a lot of fucking niggas
Dont disrespect, my niggas [x8]

[Verse 2: SD]
Dont trip I got a lot of niggas
Dont disrespect cause guns come and get ya
I play to win bitch I’m up for next
These niggas fake ain’t, no U and S
We on top but ain’t no ho in us
He playing both sides, he better get it up
My niggas they was wallin, they don’t give a fuck
We gang bangin, wallin, throwing sets up
We play for keeps a nigga don’t get wet up
Beam some shit, aim at your neck up
I’m rollin in this kush, it keep me starstruck
GBE 3 hunnit bitch don’t try us

[Hook]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with his killas
So please don’t disrespect my niggas
Cause we gon kill a lot of fucking niggas
Don’t disrespect, my niggas [x8]

CHIEF KEEF feat. Soulja Boy – 3Hunna (Remix)

Sosa baby, you know I’m rockin baby
G.B.E., O’block
Bang bang
Nigga I’m three hunna bang

[Hook:]
I’m coolin with my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga I’m three hunna
Click Clack, Pow, now he runnin
Don’t be fuckin with my youngins
Them niggas be drummin
They take ya ass down shit we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga don’t wanna be it
I like my bitch conceited
I’m sosa bitch, Chief Keef yeah
My gun don’t make me beat it
I’m coolin with my young niggas
A lot of kush, a lot of guns nigga
You see you us you better run nigga
Bullets hot like the sun nigga
She like Sosa I’m a big fan
Bitch I’m leanin like a kickstand
I’m high I’m smoking ganja
Fuck a tugga gang bitch I’m 3hunna

[Hook:]
I’m coolin with my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga I’m three hunna
Click Clack, Pow, now he runnin
Don’t be fuckin with my youngins
Them niggas be drummin
They take ya ass down shit we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
A fuck nigga don’t want that gun play
Set him up have him dead by Monday
Kush blunts in the ash tray
We gettin cash and we get that shit the fast way
I keep that shit 3 hunna
SOD and Young Munna
A fuck nigga don’t wanna try me
I’m on the high way 20 pounds of Irene
She like Soulja Boy ya icy
Standin in the club in my white tee
A fuck nigga don’t wanna fight me
I’ll grab that AK and aim it at his mouthpiece

[Hook:]
I’m coolin with my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga I’m three hunna
Click Clack, Pow, now he runnin
Don’t be fuckin with my youngins
Them niggas be drummin
They take ya ass down shit we need them bricks or something
Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that Audi
You pull up in that Honda

CHIEF KEEF feat. Johnny Maycash – Everyday

[Hook]
Trust None, Bitch I Don’t
Bitches On My Dick But I Know She Want…
Fuck Niggas, Ion Fuck With Them
Ion Trust No Nigga… Why Not?
Cus They Pussy Niggas, They Snake Niggas…
They Will Turn On You, Yes Sir!
This Bitch Say Ion Trust Her, Ion Give A Fuck!
Ion Trust Myself, So What The Fuck?

[Chief Keef]
Trust None, Bitch I Don’t
Wife A Bitch, Bitch I Won’t!
This Loud, Bitch I Smoke
I Got Alot Of Dogs
Don’t Make Me Stick Them On You

[Hook]
Trust None, Bitch I Don’t
Bitches On My Dick But I Know She Want…
Fuck Niggas, Ion Fuck With Them
Ion Trust No Nigga… Why Not?
Cus They Pussy Niggas, They Snake Niggas…
They Will Turn On You, Yes Sir!
This Bitch Say Ion Trust Her, Ion Give A Fuck!
Ion Trust Myself, So What The Fuck?

[Chief Keef]
Trust None, Bitch I Don’t
Wife A Bitch, Bitch I Won’t!
This Loud Bitch I Smoke
I Got Alot Of Dogs
Don’t Make Me Stick Them On You
Getting Money, In My True Religons
Bitch Sosa Day, Its What You Been Missing
Rolling, I’m Rolling Bitch
I’m With A Bad Bitch My Pistol She Be Holding It
Take It Out And Start Shooting
We Got Alot Of Clips, You Can Say That This A Movie
I’m Cumming In Her Mouth, She Ain’t Trynna Bust None
So I Kicked Her Out
O-Block What I Rep
You Need Some Help If You Disrespect Chief Sosaaa
Bitch I’m On, And Purple Lean What I’m Sipping On

[Hook]
Trust None, Bitch I Don’t
Bitches On My Dick But I Know She Want…
Fuck Niggas, Ion Fuck With Them
Ion Trust No Nigga… Why Not?
Cus They Pussy Niggas, They Snake Niggas…
They Will Turn On You, Yes Sir!
This Bitch Say Ion Trust Her, Ion Give A Fuck!
Ion Trust Myself, So What The Fuck?

CHIEF KEEF feat. Lil Reese – I Don’t Like

I don’t like, I don’t like
Fake niggas I don’t like

A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
Sneak dissers, that’s that shit I don’t like
Don’t like, like, don’t like, like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
Don’t like, like, don’t like, like
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah

A popped bitch, that’s that shit I don’t like
I got a bad bitch, yeah that bitch right
We smoke dope, all day, all night
You smoke reggie, that’s that shit I don’t like
Nah, we got a fucking Audi, that bitch all white
Pull up on your bitch, bet she gonna like
Sosa bitch, yeah I done gone ape
Pistol totin’ and I’m shootin’ on sight
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
Nah, your bitch won’t do the team, bet she won’t fight
Bitch we GBE, fuck who don’t like
And we ain’t gon’ fight, our guns gon’ fight

A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
Sneak dissers, that’s that shit I don’t like
Don’t like, like, don’t like, like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah

Fake Trues, that’s that shit I don’t like
Fake shoes, that’s that shit I don’t like
Fake niggas, that’s that shit I don’t like
Stalking ass bitch, shit I don’t like
I done got indicted, selling all white
But I will never snitch none in my life
I keep this shit 3Hunna I’m going right
With my niggas when it’s time to start taking lives
Playing both sides, shit that I don’t like
War time spark broad day, all night
Playing both sides, shit that I don’t like
War time spark broad day, all night

A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
Sneak dissers, that’s that shit I don’t like
Don’t like, like, don’t like, like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah

I’m killing these niggas, shit that they don’t like
Broski got the 30 he ain’t tryina fight
Got your bitch, I was hittin it all night
Fredo in the cut, that’s a scary sight
You not with the shits, you can die tonight
I only want the top, I ain’t tryina pipe
Them youngings with the shits, they be totin’ pipe
Floating off a flat, I might take a flight
3Hunna bitch we hot, we done took flight
Taking shit down we ain’t like the price
Thirsty ass bitches see that we don’t like
O.T.F. G.B.E., your bitch like

A fuck nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
Sneak dissers, that’s that shit I don’t like
Don’t like, like, don’t like, like
A snitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
A bitch nigga, that’s that shit I don’t like, nah
Fake goons, that’s that shit I don’t like
Fake goons, that’s that shit I don’t like
Fake niggas, that’s that shit I don’t like

CHIEF KEEF feat. Master P – Don’t Make No Sense

Ganja, ganja I be smoking ganja
All this loss of commas
And I can fuck your mama
Them thorties know ‘em fogs
Flexing in the sauna
Riding in Bahamas
24 Verlons
Turn to that checks that is bind
The Texas shit
I got no limit in the clip
But my effin I let it spit
Thrilla over here
Pull up in a whoop
Got alot of banana clips
Fruity nigga don’t get mixed
I say bitch I’m from Chy real
We got more kills than Afghanistan
OBlock just stunting
We the new Ku Klux Klan
I’m abortion not a chemist
Now all you niggas damaged
Some of you boys will make it
For this 3 hundred carats

[Hook:]
This shit don’t make no sense [x4]
I say this shit don’t make no sense
This pay roll in my pocket
This shit don’t make no sense
I say this shit don’t make no sense
This tunnel in my club
This shit don’t make no sense
I say this shit don’t make no sense

Man these youngers are killers
Tell these streets that we made it
Untouchable niggas we was born to be hated
Me and Sosa ain’t telling we get money together
Hood niggas we eatin’ and we down for whatever
See they’re scared of my niggas
They wouldn’t give him a bind
I said, freeze! see murder
We gon’ ride for Treyvon
Taking pictures in the hood
Some of these niggas be snitches
Pilla talking with hoes
While I’m counting my riches
Bad bitches be calling
I’m on the block with my niggas
Louie V on the pillars
Smoking weed with them killers
I’m a ride for my niggas
I don’t wanna go fin us
Underated by some
Disputed by many

[Hook:]
This shit don’t make no sense [x4]
I say this shit don’t make no sense
This pay roll in my pocket
This shit don’t make no sense
I say this shit don’t make no sense
This tunnel in my club
This shit don’t make no sense
I say this shit don’t make no sense

This shit don’t make no sense
All the money all the bitches I get
Grind high but my 40 ride low
And so my lap on totted on my head
I can’t forgive to flip a whip and make a pie
Molly hide you can shit it in my eyes
Give her dick ’cause I know she let it ride
Guess she fuck me anywhere anytime
I may be hit she take the dick and break it down
Stuck the click and make my bitches wait in line
It’s nothing new boy ’cause I do this all the time
And since I shoot she better knew to have mine

[Hook:]
This shit don’t make no sense [x4]
I say this shit don’t make no sense
This pay roll in my pocket
This shit don’t make no sense
I say this shit don’t make no sense
This tunnel in my club
This shit don’t make no sense
I say this shit don’t make no sense

CHIEF KEEF – Spread Da Word

Soulja baby
Spread the word o block 300

[Hook:]
I’m weighed up cuz the money talkin
Say ballin ball walkin,
You know sosa ridin foreign,
I’ll be hard way to tourin
I be full of ignorance
Work around you niggas borin,
I got stacks and you boys know it
Don’t make Chief sosa blow it
Spread da word sosa gettin that money
Spread da word glory boys we run it
Spread da word o block 300
Spread da word glory boys or nothin
Spread da word young count them G’s
Spread da word niggas racks no cheese
Spread da word everybody kno me,
Spread da word everybody kno me

Say he ballin he thought he was
That shit go on the waist
Smoke lalala
That bitch got some head she like dadada
Like oo she say its the marble my boys let oozies spray
Foreign cars young like foreign shit bought a milkyway
O block bitch, straight up we be killin she like so down bitch
Ima star but I got shooters thatll keep you no dam rich
Slow down bitch dem 300 killas who I’m rollin wit
Lil mouse he say don’t get smoked while I say don’t get blown down bitch
Hol up hol up bitch we some shooters
We’ll stick you up
Bitch we dem glory boys
We at your head like cougars
Bitch you the screwed up,
Guy yous a broke boy
Bitch you needa tune up (bang bang bangbang)

[Hook:]
I’m weighed up cuz the money talkin
Say ballin ball walkin,
You know sosa ridin foreign,
I’ll be hard way to tourin
I be full of ignorance
Work around you niggas borin,
I got stacks and you boys know it
Don’t make Chief sosa blow it
Spread da word sosa gettin that money
Spread da word glory boys we run it
Spread da word o block 300
Spread da word glory boys or nothin
Spread da word young count them G’s
Spread da word niggas racks no cheese
Spread da word everybody kno me,
Spread da word everybody kno me

Them boys go bring the mayans out
They gonna rip alotta mouth
Don’t make me bring my lions out
Kidnap you can’t find out
Sosa bitch I’m shinin now
I got plenty diamonds now
I got plenty money now
Clear the crowd a hundred rounds
God dam I’m stunnin now
Disrespect the ultra now
Bitch I roll with three hunna
For them I will gun down
Got this all from london
Chief sosa I’m so ignited
All these bitches on me now cuz I got plenty money now
Ball out, roll out, rollin filled wit dopez
Told you I rob credit cards
Nigga needa move up
Sosa bitch I moved out
This money won’t lose out
Spread te word I’m sacked up
Smoked out n screwed out

CHIEF KEEF feat. 50 Cent & Wiz Khalifa – Hate Being Sober

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Damn I hate being sober, I’m a smoker
Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water
We can’t spell sober
But I roll up, when we roll up bitches be on us
So the lot smoking and I’m drinking
It takes over for no reason
Cause we can’t spell sober
Ya know us, we smoke strong bruh, watch me roll up
Cause I can’t spell sober

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
On my tour bus we get dumb high you’s a floor, bruh
Fredo got a hangover he toting a Cobra
Last night he was shooting shit up like O-Dog
Reese roll up, Tadoe got hoes on mollies
Chief Sosa ball out we high riding ‘Rari’s
My bitches love drinking, Sosa loves smoking
Let my alcoholic bitch hit the dope, she start choking
Call up D-Money, now we throw money
All these bitches off the shits walk around like some zombies
Call up D-Money, now we throw money
All these bitches off the shits walk around like some zombies

[Hook - Chief Keef]

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
We got 100 pounds of this shit, my stash house with them bricks
My pockets filled with them stacks, my bitch be going for flat
She a hot tamale when she pop a molly, it’s time to party, we part hard
Drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, we out for sure

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
My weed so strong, my cheese so long
Roll so many joints soon I might need a loan
Spend so many grands that I might need some bands
Thats your bitch why she acting like she need a man?
I’m faded, talking mills cause I made it
Talking pounds cause I smoke it
Talking game cause I played it
I’m wasted, Rose thats my favorite
OG kush the good tastin’,
Buying Cris’ by the cases
I hate being sober
Don’t smell no one smoking
Me and my niggas come roll up
Believe they gon’ fire on you
You think you could roll up
You smoke by the ounce
Well bitch, I smoke by the pound ‘cause

CHIEF KEEF – No Tomorrow

[Hook:Chief Keef]
I ain’t worried bout you shorty
I’m so use to balling
I don’t even want you darling
Why do you be calling
Why your bitch love stalking
Every night, Every Morning
Starting to make me go harder
Plus I got a daughter
Ball like it’s no tomorrow
I’mma buy a Audemar
Don’t care about the costs
Ball like it’s no tomorrow
Bitch you chilling with a star
Act like it’s no tomorrow
Go buy a foreign car
Drive it like it’s no tomorrow

[Verse 1: Chief keef]
I be riding foreign cars
Riding like it no tomorrow
I be spending hella bands
I be high above the stars
I be chilling with my dogs
Fucking on them hoes
Lotta pound lotta O’s
Lotta of bankrolls and clothes
Lotta ice white and gold
Tats on my arms
Lotta Hoes on my line
I be touring fuckin hoes
Ben franklin bank rolls
LV’s on my clothes
Jump man on my kicks
Don’t like them gucci shits
Got a lot of Louie shit
And a lot of fendi shit
Got ferragamo shit
Bitch I got plenty shit
I ball like it’s no tomorrow
Bitch I’mma glory boy
All I know is go hard
Because I got a daughter

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Chief keef]
This man bitch steady calling
I wonder how she get my number
I think she got it from Ballout
You know we them bang brothers
Flexing on you suckers
All the bitches love us
Tadoe off the molly water
So you know it’s no discussion
Get fredo out the cut
He fucking shit up
Ball like it’s no tomorrow
Cause I chose to live it up
Got dope in my blunt
Got lean in my cup
Cause I’m rolling off a flat
Just like Dillenger
Bitch I got burberry on
Sent that drink for you boss
Y’all know I go hard
And so does my squad
I get very very tall
Things getting taller
I ain’t with the drama I could fuck your mama

[Hook]

CHIEF KEEF – Save That Shit

[Hook:]
She say she love me whatever that is (I don’t know)
Do me a favor save that shit (bitch)
Like bad kids bitch we reckless
Ball hard some like taxes
He say he know sosa he be lackin
Do me a favor save that shit
You fuck niggaz betta stay packin alotta steady clips no actin

[Verse:]
(BANG!) She said she know sosa he be flexxin
Pull da window down smell da fresh air
Good loud packs smell like cat piss
Hangin out da roof young reckless
Rockin in my roc jeans
CampaignSosa every nigga following
I ain’t with da arguing
My niggaz come CLIT CLACK no arguing
She say she love me whatever that is
We see a opp shit get hectic
Alotta steady clips no actin no sex bitch I only want da neck bitch

[Hook:]
She say she love me whatever that is (I don’t know)
Do me ah favor save that shit (bitch)
Like bad kids bitch we reckless
Ball hard some like taxes
He say he know sosa he be lying
Do me a favor save that shit
You fuck niggaz betta stay packin alotta steady clips no actin

CHIEF KEEF – Monster

[Hook x2]
Can’t trust every face bitch you gotta watch em
Never trust a bitch shit you gotta watch em
We just do our thang and the feds watchin’
All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters.

[Verse 1]
Can’t trust every face shit I gotta watch em
Chief Keef Sosa I am on topic
Smokin’ big blunts and they long body
My niggas hard body, don’t fear nobody
We be in the club bitches so excited
But we don’t give them nothin’ but some long pipe
Because we don’t trust her with their mouth about the night
We don’t trust niggas, get out my sight
Four them poppin’ pills and they startin’ fights
Trust none mutha fucker alright
Four them poppin’ pills and they startin’ fights
Trust none mutha fucker alright

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
Sosa bitch a lot of niggas don’t like
But I don’t give a fuck, that’s alright
Because I’mma do me and take all light
Put your glasses on I’m comin’ strong right
Gotta get this bread for my new born
I’m a fuckin’ monster with some shoes on
In dis shit I’ve been waitin’ to long
Two face niggas, call em two tones
We just do our thang and the feds watchin
Snitch niggas makin us the feds topic
We just do our thang and the feds watchin
Snitch niggas makin us the feds topic

[Hook x3]

CHIEF KEEF – Kobe

I been ballin’ so damn hard I swear I think that I’m Kobe
Young bull of this rap shit but I think that I’m Kobe
I swear I’m dunkin on these hoes on these niggas I’m free throwin
These boys they don’t like me cause I think that I’m Kobe
Watch me hit the strip club make it rain like I’m Kobe
Industry full of lames I play the game like I’m Kobe
And since I think I’m Kobe my bitch don’t like to know me
This is for them niggas that be thinking they Kobe

[Verse 1:]
I say baby I got the racks she like you need to show me
She gon wanna blow me cuz I ball like I’m Kobe
On my right wrist Versace on my left wrist a Rolly
I hold my Rolly up and now them bad bitches on me
I pull them hundreds out my right pocket fifties out my left
I’m ballin’ like I’m Kobe I got plug with the ref
Watch me shoot this three, infirmaries, death
I got twenty seven more of them be courtesy shells
Since I signed with Jimmy Iovine I swear I think that I’m Kobe
You boys won’t be like me and I think that you owe me
Since I signed with Jimmy Iovine I swear I think that I’m Kobe
You boys won’t be like me and I think that you owe me

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Man I smoke so much dope I swear I think that I’m Smokey
Tadoe off that Molly and me I love smokin’
Hundred thousand in one pocket I get paid like I’m Kobe
When these fuck boys play games man I just play like I’m Kobe
My lil bitch just asked why I be stuntin so hard
Cuz them guns shoot one two one two ain’t no stompin the yard
I want top in the car she say boy you goin too far
I said I’m Kobe bitch don’t act like you never done this before
I been ballin so damn hard I got them ugly faces
I’m so Nowitzki bitch I’m Kobe I got plug with the yay
I been ballin so damn hard I got them ugly faces
I’m so Nowitzki bitch I’m Kobe I got plug with the yay

[Hook]

CHIEF KEEF – Laughin’ To The Bank

[Hook: Chief Keef]
HA HA HA [x4]
I’m laughin’ to the bank like ‘HA HA HA’
I’m laughin’ at these lames like ‘HA HA HA’
HA HA HA [x4]
I’m flexin’ on these lames like ‘HA HA HA’
I’m walkin’ in the bank like ‘HA HA HA’
HA HA HA

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
For my block, O-BLOCK, cause that’s my block
I get wack, HA HA HA
I smoke LA LA LA, [inaudible]
Gettin’ HI HI HI
Ain’t no drive-bys
We go BAW BAW BAW (Bang! Bang!)
She can suck my cock, like a BOP BOP BOP
She saw that lobster GUAP, I make money FLY FLY FLY
Rap album like HA HA HA, In my AU AU AU
[Inaudible], They smoking LOUD LOUD LOUD
Just got a check for HA HA HA, Cashed it like HA HA HA
I laugh like HA HA HA, his bitch like my RIDE RIDE RIDE
Just got a check for HA HA HA, Cashed it like HA HA HA
I laugh like HA HA HA, His bitch like my RIDE RIDE RIDE

[Hook: Chief Keef]
HA HA HA [x4]
I’m laughin’ to the bank like ‘HA HA HA’
I’m laughin’ at these lames like ‘HA HA HA’
HA HA HA [x4]
I’m flexin’ on these lames like ‘HA HA HA’
I’m walkin’ in the bank like ‘HA HA HA’
HA HA HA

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Walked in the bank, to get some GUAP GUAP GUAP
See I gots lots of guap, This shit won’t STOP STOP STOP
Back to bagin’ ROCKS ROCKS ROCKS
Switch gears like RA RA RA
[?]
Laugh at cops like HA HA HA
Ya’ll can’t catch me now
Watch me get [?]
[?]
Then laugh like HA HA HA
Cause bitch I’m HOT HOT HOT
I’m at the TOP TOP TOP
I won’t go DOWN DOWN DOWN
I laugh like HA HA HA
Got so much GUAP GUAP GUAP
I’m what these fuck niggas NOT
[?]
I laugh like HA HA HA

[Hook: Chief Keef]
HA HA HA [x4]
I’m laughin’ to the bank like ‘HA HA HA’
I’m laughin’ at these lames like ‘HA HA HA’
HA HA HA [x4]
I’m flexin’ on these lames like ‘HA HA HA’
I’m walkin’ in the bank like ‘HA HA HA’
HA HA HA

CHIEF KEEF – Got Them Bands

She know papa hella rich
Any bitch gone let me hit
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands [x2]
And I blow it all in france
Italy and vienna
I’m the mans I’m ballin’
And kobe I am him
Got versaci on my legs
And a rollie on my hands
Hit the stand do my dance

[Verse 1:]
Got them bands [x2]
He know I got them bands
And I blow it all in france
Italy and vienna
I’m the mans I’m ballin’
And kobe I am him
Got versaci on my legs
And a rollie on my hands
Hit the stand do my dance
Them bitches act like fans
Gettin’ payed ever since
My daughter’s heaven sent
She rock gucci louie shit (kay kay)
She be flexin’ like a bitch
She know papa got that cash
She know papa hella rich
Any bitch gone let me hit
Your baby’s mom let me hit
I just tell her blow all that
Couple stacks don’t get me hit
Any bitch gone let me hit
My baby’s mom let me hit
I just tell her blow all that
Couple stacks don’t get me hit

[Hook: x2]
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I get what I demand
Cause she know I got them bands
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I blow alot of cash
Cause she know I got them bands

[Verse 2:]
I’m finessin’ countin’ bands
Got louie on my pants
I got gucci on my stomach
I got bands don’t give a damn
I just splash [x2]
She know that I just splash
In the mirror do that dance
And you know I’m full of bands
Show that cash in my stash
Bitch I got plenty cash
Any nigga think about robbing me
I’m gone let that semi spazz
You can’t stand
You won’t last
You ain’t ballin’ like I am
And I stay countin’ stacks
I’m ballin’ like a gym
Finally rich ain’t that a bitch
They gone let a nigga in
Gbe is the mans
And we be setting trends
Finally rich ain’t that a bitch
They gon let a nigga in
Gbe is the mans
And we be setting trends

[Hook: x2]
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I get what I demand
Cause she know I got them bands
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I blow alot of cash
Cause she know I got them bands

CHIEF KEEF – I Don’t Know Dem

[Chorus:]
This nigga looking at me like he want some
Pistol to his face if he owe some
My niggas keep them tools make em blow some
OTF they ride for Sosa

Riding with my hitters bitch we on some
Ride on an opp and then smoke them
Yea we keep them horns we will blow them
Who is these niggas, I don’t know them

[Verse 1:]
GBE bitch we hot bitch we smokin
I’m chokin, what I’m smoking potent
I’m leaning, rolling and I’m totin’
You know where it’s O and the no end

300 bitch don’t make me bring them killers out
Real shit, free all my hitters out
Don’t make me bring them killers out
Youse a dead man that ain’t even written so

Tec chop like lawn mowers
Feds listening, shit, short convo
Hit a nigga with a combo
What I’m a fight for? My choppers drum roll

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Throwing L’s up, Glocks up
Don’t start us, can’t stop us
Everywhere they spot us
Chopper light, kill a cop though

Word around this nigga Stevie
I don’t a fuck with contacts, see me
I love getting tree-tree
Smoke kush get head by Kiki

I need that, I’m up now
A problem, we up now
My gun screaming “what?” now
You want that tough shit? Our guns act tough now

[Chorus]

CHIEF KEEF – Kay Kay

Me and my niggas we balling
We don’t do no talking
I see it, I want it, I bought it
In my closet bout 40
Pulling up in my foreigns
I’m balling I’m balling

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Me and my niggas we balling
We don’t do no talking
I see it, I want it, I bought it
In my closet bout 40
Pulling up in my foreigns
Pulling up in ignorance
You niggas is boring
I’m balling like I’m jordan

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Bitch love me cause she ballin’
Everyday I spend like 40
On my side a 40
So don’t run up on me shawty
My money so gorgeous
And my niggas clap guns no orders
Bitches see me they on it
Pulling up in all foreigns
Tats all on my body
Don’t make me catch a body
This street shit is my hobby
Wack a fuck nigga like hockey
These hoes love Chief Keef
They say they like my steeze
They say I got everything that a nigga dream
I say that his bitch wanna fuck me
He sneak disses ugly
I ordered the bitch a buddie
And I got him to hit it for me
I say that his bitch wanna fuck me
He sneak disses ugly
I ordered the bitch a buddie
And I got him to hit it for me

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Yo tell the girls we on it
Yo Fredo join he on it
He looks like Fiji water
But we’ll take his life if we wanna
300 enormous
OBlock be on it
We don’t give a fuck if niggas warn us
We gone run up on them
Blowing on this good chronic
I’m feeling like super sonic
Broke niggas make me vomit
Can’t do what I do stop trying it
Bitch won’t get none of my money
But in her mouth I’m cumin
Money call I’m coming
Can’t miss that shit for nothing
I say that his bitch wanna cuff me
But she can only suck me
I ain’t with the lovey dovey
That’s why all these bitches love me
I say that his bitch wanna cuff me
But she can only suck me
I ain’t with the lovey dovey
That’s why all these bitches love me

[Hook x2]

I put that on my daughter(Kay Kay)

CHIEF KEEF – Everyday

She say you be stuntin bitch that’s everyday
She wanna chill with Sosa but not everyday
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
She wanna chill with Sosa but not everyday

[Verse 1:]
I be smokin dope shit, that’s everyday
3hunna swole, bitch we be up in the place
Don’t care what you say, shit that’s everyday
Sosa always with this nigga shit, that’s everyday
Can’t compare an eye, cause I’m hot as fuck
I’m buying foreign cars and some tonka trucks
No snitchin’ but we’ll line you up
Shoot them bullets, ain’t nobody hot as us
I’m a leo but my fuckin’ birthday everyday
Hope I be at the awards fuckin’ Mary Kate
I’m a leo but my fuckin’ birthday everyday
Hope I be at the awards fuckin’ Mary Kate

[Hook:]
She say you be stuntin, bitch that’s everyday
All my money, goin’ dope, shit that’s everyday
She wanna’ chill with’ Sosa, but not everyday
Fuck on any nigga bitch, shit that’s everyday
Everyday, Everyday, Everyday, Everyday
Everyday, Everyday, She wanna’ chill with’ Sosa, but not everyday

[Verse 2:]
OTF, bitch I rep that shit like everyday
GBE, bitch I rep that shit like everyday
If you think it’s chicken then it’s bombs away
Ringin’ down yo’ block, make you run away
Man I get so high I can’t pronounciate
Run up in yo’ house where your money safe
We be makin’ moves, shit that’s everyday
I don’t stack money, I spend it in everyway
Damn, all this money on my landline
Up all day, bitch we don’t sleep we vampires
40 on my hip, click-clack then fire
We don’t do this everyday, you’s a damn liar

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
She wanna’ chill with’ Sosa, but not everyday

CHIEF KEEF – Finally Rich

I Love All My Fans, Without Ya’ll I Wouldn’t Get Famous
Da da da da eh, These Niggas Fuck with My Campaign
These Bitches Know My Name

[Chorus:]
I know I’m finally rich, but a damn dang ain’t gon’ change
Me and my boys still bang…
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
I could ride foreign cars, I love all my fans, without ya’ll I wouldn’t get far
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
I smoke all the dope, I get so high just see the scope, Real nigga from the O
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
And you ain’t the same, All These Niggas Fuck with My Campaign
Now these Bitches Know My Name
Bitch I’m Finally Rich

[Chief Keef:]
I’m a show you how to ball, first you walk up in the mall, hit every store and buy it all, cause it ain’t shit
I be flexin on these lames, I’m a O-Block nigga can’t change
See that 4th street my domain, savages
So I gotta take care of my squad, fuck every fuckin body, get robbed, from they Night job and day job, That’s why I got rich
So I take care of my mom, take care of my daughter, and take care of my…
But I’m finally rich
So just watch who will stack this chedda, Flexin on these niggas no betta, hate on me it don’t matter
So just watch who will stack this chedda, Flexin on these niggas no betta, hate on me it don’t matter

[Chorus:]
I know I’m finally rich, but a damn dang ain’t gon’ change
Me and my boys still bang…
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
I could ride foreign cars, I love all my fans, without ya’ll I wouldn’t get far
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
I smoke all the dope, I get so high just see the scope, Real nigga from the O
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
And you ain’t the same, All These Niggas Fuck with My Campaign
Now these Bitches Know My Name
Bitch I’m Finally Rich

[Chief Keef:]
I be flexin with my big bros, reese money and fredo
We got big bands full of bank rolls, bitch we rich
Ya’ll get…
Bitch I’m rich
Every bitch knows chief keef, every bitch want chief keef, all these bitches jump chief keef, finally rich
I got diamonds all on my watch, whores all in my car, I get 10 bands for a…

[Chorus:]
I know I’m finally rich, but a damn dang ain’t gon’ change
Me and my boys still bang…
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
I could ride foreign cars, I love all my fans, without ya’ll I wouldn’t get far
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
I smoke all the dope, I get so high just see the scope, Real nigga from the O
Bitch I’m Finally Rich
And you ain’t the same, All These Niggas Fuck with My Campaign
Now these Bitches Know My Name
Bitch I’m Finally Rich

CHIEF KEEF – Diamonds

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I swear my diamonds are so blinding please don’t look at my wrist
I bet I could take your bitch
That boy jewellery looking bleary like who sold him that shit
They say I ain’t getting money well who told them that shit
Ok your bitch she like my diamonds and the cars that I ride
Or she might just like my style or its the squad that behind me
I don’t know but she gone go cause my pockets on swole
I just walk up in the mall then I buy the whole store

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I know my diamonds looking blinding please don’t look at my wrist
My young niggas shoot your face if you think about taking my shit
10k for my ears 20k for my wrist
You ain’t fucking me for free bitch 20k for my dick
Catch you slipping Scottie pippin one phone call and you hit
I just get these bitches numbers I don’t call I forget
And I’m riding in them foreigns ima ride off St.Lawrence
I’mma ride on brick squad catch a nigga I’m scoring

[Hook]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Them people calling, right back to balling
You got a bad batch to much baking on it
Right back on the stove, right back to them shows
Right back to my bitches, your advance is my clothes
I’m whipping it, I triple it
Shorty pop a molly then she wiggle it
Putting orders, You telling stories
Casino life hard rock nigga put in all this

[Hook]

CHIEF KEEF – Designer

I got love for some designer
II got love for some designer
[x2]
My bitch tatted, I call her designer
Parallel shit bitch don’t get lined up
Bitch I’m tatted, I’m designer

[Hook]
I got love for some designer
My bitch tatted I call her designer
When I get that check, buy nothing but designer
Pop the kush, swisher blunts, rolling nothing but designer
Shoot his face off, bitch we designer
Might be mixed matched but everything designer
Drinking fiji water, I call that designer
We them glory boys, bitch we be designer

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I got love for some designer
Parallel shit bitch don’t get lined up
Ugh, ugh
Sosa on his prow
I’m that nigga, shit you get that all the time ugh
Yeah, I buy nothing but designer
Lotta kush, lotta blunts
I’m designer
Shoot his face off, I’m designer
And I’m truud down, but I’m designer
Bitch I’m tatted, I’m designer
OTF stuff, you know where to find us
They be cutting up like designer (bang bang)
Off a lot of dope, Bitch I be high as fuck (bang bang)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Designer, Homicide put me in the line up
CMG, they tryna define us
Say it stand for Cars, Money, Grinders
II-I’m true to my religion bitch so start praying
The doors to the trap is open, Amen
Me and my nigga Sosa about to start (blah!)
A hundred shots coming out that black van (blah!)
Van, bullets gon design ya (Murder)
Run out with that work we gon come find ya
I rock Gucci, Louie, Prada like the song say
My money don’t fold up, I keep it long ways (ways)

[Hook]