PULL UP GHOST-CLAN Chief Keef & Mike WiLL Made-It (Ft. 2 Chainz)

[Intro: Trap-a-holics]
This Chicago, niggaa
Trap-a-holics

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Pull up, Ghost clan
I'm fresh up out the pot, I'm lookin' like a dope man (Aye, aye)
Lookin' back to when I had that cocaine
Lil' cousin nineteen, but he gon' tote my four five (Damn son, where’d you find this?)
Fuckin' in Gucci slides
Twenty-08, bitch, I was buyin' them two for fives (Two for fives)
You got drank, that's true? Let me buy it
So ain't never no pancake, that shit there gon' get denied (Ayy, pussy, Real trap shit)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I won't buy it if you can buy it
All this water, I ain't scuba divin'
Never sign with illumini-
Big M-E, who am I?
My name Chief So super high (Sos' baby)
In the bed where a cougar lie (Huh)
She just killed me, homicide
You ain't a top guy, you the other guy
Smell me smokin' on an onion
Nub you up, it's a bunion
Shawty Lo, get done, done
She ask do I want a perc', uh-uh
Fuck that, hoe, show me somethin', somethin'
The girls got me lookin' like Hong Kong
I'ma lil' asian, you can call me Shang Tsung
(This Chicago, nigga)