Top Songs By Chief Keef
Similar Songs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Chief Keef
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ness
Producer
Lyrics
All fly shit I used to go to school like this
Off white kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces
Orange tiger on my shirt I'm in some gucci shit
She keep lying on my dick she on some hoochie shit
We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah
I will never say I'm sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah
Slide up on her drop her off and let my goony hit, yeah
You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch
Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah
No I can't be lacking got my face up, yeah
Drip more purple than a laker, yeah
Eyes more red than a laser, yeah
Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah
Checks be on a bitch her name be Anastasia, yeah
You can get her back, I'm not a saviour, yeah
Rolling on your ex, Charles Xavier, yeah
I ain't got no service call me later, yeah
Ridin right past all me haters, yeah
I done spent rope on me laces, yeah
Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah
Muscle up with the moves Tekken
Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1
Bitch you only you and yo friends can't come
Motor make a hood hop, huh J1
She know I got more sauce than A1
Supposed to be at a gathering at 1
Shawn Carter bag, I'm trynna catch one
She think I'm cute, top me quick, it was a fast one
She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah
She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah
If I don't pull up in no black, I'll pull up in all red, yeah
30,000 on a rollie, my lil' bitch a brat, yeah
I'm in my bag now I'm OD, yeah
I ain't ever had no OG, yeah
I give money and they lowkey, yeah
Hit her once and then I proceed, ayy
And I can't picture bein broke these days
She gave me head I told her don't breathe, ayy
If you love her nigga don't tease, ayy
She was covered up in codeine, ayy
You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy
Don't get too close if you don't know me ayy
I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy
Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Ness
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com