
Ammunition Chief Keef
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[Hook]
We did too much shit in that alley
Say she love me, whatever that mean (stop it)
The only colors I like is blue, pink and green
Think I play guitar how I'm pulling these strings
Think I play Fifa How I'm kicking with your bitch
She steady talking 'bout knocking you of the pick
"His lifestyle really ain't expensive"
Put a drum on, it be giving that ammunition
[Verse 1]
O-K, I'm re-loaded
Going down begin, call these, explosives
My gas tank over, I didn't even know it
This bitch got no miles, I didn't drove it
I don't even like them all, I don't even go there
This bitch got nothing in there, I don't blow them
Got new thots named Codie and Sonia, both got long hair
Pull the mic up outta my pants and let 'em perform there
Pull out bag of cash out the baggy bag
Whatever you know as a two, bitch, don't ask me that
Talking that military code with the gang, 10-4 copy that
Anything but late for dinner, I be that
[Hook]
We did too much shit in that alley
Say she love me, whatever that mean (stop it)
The only colors I like is blue, pink and green
Think I play guitar how I'm pulling these strings
Think I play Fifa How I'm kicking with your bitch
She steady talking 'bout knocking you of the pick
"His lifestyle really ain't expensive"
Put a drum on, it be giving that ammunition
We did too much shit in that alley
Say she love me, whatever that mean (stop it)
The only colors I like is blue, pink and green
Think I play guitar how I'm pulling these strings
Think I play Fifa How I'm kicking with your bitch
She steady talking 'bout knocking you of the pick
"His lifestyle really ain't expensive"
Put a drum on, it be giving that ammunition
[Verse 1]
O-K, I'm re-loaded
Going down begin, call these, explosives
My gas tank over, I didn't even know it
This bitch got no miles, I didn't drove it
I don't even like them all, I don't even go there
This bitch got nothing in there, I don't blow them
Got new thots named Codie and Sonia, both got long hair
Pull the mic up outta my pants and let 'em perform there
Pull out bag of cash out the baggy bag
Whatever you know as a two, bitch, don't ask me that
Talking that military code with the gang, 10-4 copy that
Anything but late for dinner, I be that
[Hook]
We did too much shit in that alley
Say she love me, whatever that mean (stop it)
The only colors I like is blue, pink and green
Think I play guitar how I'm pulling these strings
Think I play Fifa How I'm kicking with your bitch
She steady talking 'bout knocking you of the pick
"His lifestyle really ain't expensive"
Put a drum on, it be giving that ammunition
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