Songwriter: Chief Keef
Producer: DJJT
[Intro]
Got, got, got ya, sucker
[?] (D-J-J-T)
This [?] man it's big as fuck (dope)
Cut a nigga head off his shoulders [?] up
Let that bitch fuck till the ground's [?] pick it up
We don't pay for hoes [?] they be tippin' me
I'm [?] and I'm [?] stupid [?]
Trust me you don't want [?]
[?] block dupe a nigga like [?] nachos
Cause I got green, tell a nigga see [?]
I'm [?] call up [?]
Call up [?] he gon' leave a nigga leakin'
Ridin' in a low low (skrrt), [?]
[?] turn to a [?]
Oh yeah you know we pop out we gon' pop ya
Pull up to your cookout to pop ya
Come through turn your trap house to a [?] house
Leave your head on the floor, your blood come [?]
[?] free [?]
And [?] leave a man down, may day
Chuck shoot you like a duck, westley smack [?]
[?], everyday is pay day
I gots a nigga [?] seven mile off the eight mile
Rocaine [?] niggas up and them [?]
[?] hold my Ruger [?]
Hit his block on [?] day, turn him to a [?]
I need some thot yeah [?] bring it up
[?] with your [?]
Shells at your [?] what you thinkin' 'bout
[?] he gon' pull up just [?]
Balmains or Robin's, I got options
[?] like a [?] Keke thought he was a [?]
I'm goin' fast in this M6 and it's raining
Bitch put your seatbelt on, no complainin'
She feelin' [?] because of that
I need a restraining
Lamron they gon' come through and make [?]
[?]
Tadoe been on me and benzo
Big birds in the house shots nigga get low
Slide down on a lil nigga hit his big [?]
[?] Rocaine pull up ain't no boxing
Don't geek out taking all your [?] we let shots squeeze
Still niggas laugh, but we are not [?]
[?] cut these niggas up we make lunch [?]
Rest up [?]
Off this [?] and mad maxx a nigga
That's [?] snap his pictures
At least that's [?] smack a nigga
Got, got, got ya, sucker
[?] (D-J-J-T)
This [?] man it's big as fuck (dope)
Cut a nigga head off his shoulders [?] up
Let that bitch fuck till the ground's [?] pick it up
We don't pay for hoes [?] they be tippin' me
I'm [?] and I'm [?] stupid [?]
Trust me you don't want [?]
[?] block dupe a nigga like [?] nachos
Cause I got green, tell a nigga see [?]
I'm [?] call up [?]
Call up [?] he gon' leave a nigga leakin'
Ridin' in a low low (skrrt), [?]
[?] turn to a [?]
Oh yeah you know we pop out we gon' pop ya
Pull up to your cookout to pop ya
Come through turn your trap house to a [?] house
Leave your head on the floor, your blood come [?]
[?] free [?]
And [?] leave a man down, may day
Chuck shoot you like a duck, westley smack [?]
[?], everyday is pay day
I gots a nigga [?] seven mile off the eight mile
Rocaine [?] niggas up and them [?]
[?] hold my Ruger [?]
Hit his block on [?] day, turn him to a [?]
I need some thot yeah [?] bring it up
[?] with your [?]
Shells at your [?] what you thinkin' 'bout
[?] he gon' pull up just [?]
Balmains or Robin's, I got options
[?] like a [?] Keke thought he was a [?]
I'm goin' fast in this M6 and it's raining
Bitch put your seatbelt on, no complainin'
She feelin' [?] because of that
I need a restraining
Lamron they gon' come through and make [?]
[?]
Tadoe been on me and benzo
Big birds in the house shots nigga get low
Slide down on a lil nigga hit his big [?]
[?] Rocaine pull up ain't no boxing
Don't geek out taking all your [?] we let shots squeeze
Still niggas laugh, but we are not [?]
[?] cut these niggas up we make lunch [?]
Rest up [?]
Off this [?] and mad maxx a nigga
That's [?] snap his pictures
At least that's [?] smack a nigga
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