Chief Keef – RIP Lyrics
Artist: Chief Keef
Song: RIP
Oh sh#t, n#gg#s know i be flexin’ on everybody
That’s all i do, n#gg#s be mad
b#tch, turn up, keep goin’, ayy
’cause what you do… i mean, i don’t give a f#ck about it
All i care about is me, guap, glo gang, kay kay
I mean, i got like 4 kids now so
But i don’t know, i don’t even know some of them, ha
I know the ones i want though, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ridin’, n#gg#, catch yo lil #ss lackin’, blind yo sight, lil n#gg#
Eye, lil n#gg#, better have yo n#gg#s by yo side, lil n#gg#, ayy
Do you get that shit? then ight, lil n#gg#
Ride off on a bike, lil n#gg#, choppa come with skype, lil n#gg#, ayy
Check out my carbon rifle, n#gg#
That b#tch got carbon’s fiber, n#gg#
Come through, carbon dioxide, n#gg#
Do a n#gg# too dirty with a peroxide, n#gg#
b#tch, i’m almighty lord sosa farquaad, n#gg#, real guap guap, n#gg#
Come through your block, let that b#tch rip and blow, watch watch, n#gg#, ayy
Thotties all on my hip just like wallace, n#gg#, ayy
Lotties all in the air, get it to your wifi n#gg#, ayy
Do a n#gg# too dirty, now my ruger dirty, ayy
b#tch, it’s glo gangteen, n#gg#, no, it ain’t 2-30, ayy
Blowin’ big #ss blunts of that tooka like a new .30
Come through, turn a n#gg# block party into a f#ckin’ pool party
On that 300 sh#t, moe and betoe rip, 33 in the clip
Thots on that eater sh#t, got my gun on me in case you slippin’
n#gg#s wanna be down with that d-town sh#t, may tayski rip
On steve drive, may la he rip, ayy ayy
Front$treet where i start sellin’ d
The white girl got the best for me, ayy
Now i’m rich, i still get felonies
Never snitch, n#gg#, that be me
Never b#tch, n#gg#, that be me
But i got b#tches every day, every week
And some be raw and some be weak
My gun be raw, what gun be weak?
Nappy hair like buckwheat seeds
Shout out every girl that f#ck with me, glo’d with me
If i ain’t have dough, wouldn’t f#ck with me, notice me
I f#ck for free, that b#tch #ss tried to lotus me
I guess she start noticin’ my rollery seat
Not no rolex but the bankroll on receipt
She know i’m ballin’ from my grocery receipts
He know i’m ballin’ when i blow it at his seat
Check out my house, look at the toilet and he sees
Check out my roll, look at the ceiling and the streets
Check out my tv, they 3dd led
Check out my farm, it’s a diamond in every tree, hold on
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Release Year: 2016
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