It’s a Pound (Tec: Feed The Streets edition) Chief Keef (Ft. Tadoe)

[Intro]
Finna pull up on my ex (on my ex)
Pull up on my ex make that bitch mad (make that bitch mad)
I ain’t got no fucking type of respect (type of respect)
But I heard you get respect with the TEC (respect with the TEC)

Hook: Chief Keef
Boy hold my jewelry, it’s a pound ay (it’s a pound)
Brick on my wrist right now (right now)
And I’m finna go and scoop yo bitch (scoop yo bitch)
And I’m finna go and scoop some kicks (scoop some kicks)
Finna pull up on my ex (on my ex)
Pull up on my ex make that bitch mad (make that bitch mad)
I ain’t got no fucking type of respect (type of respect)
But I heard you get respect with the TEC (respect with the TEC)

Verse 1: Chief Keef
D-Moe go grab the pound (D-Moe go grab the pound)
Thots coming over to suck us right now (come and suck us right now)
Roll up, let’s get high (let’s get high, bitch)
Smoke a nigga frown (smoke a nigga frown bitch)
Let ’em come up in this fucking house (in this house)
Pistol to his motherfucking mouth (to his fuckin’ mouth, bang)
I told him watch his motherfuckin’ mouth (told him watch his mouth, gang)
Who the fuck talking now? (who talkin’ now?)
Flexin, look at my muscle (look at my motherfuckin’ muscle)
My truck got a muscle (truck got a motherfuckin’ muscle)
It ain’t American, it’s foreign (bitch it’s foreign)
My bitch ain’t American, she foreign (my bitch’s foreign)
She is from Dubai (Dubai)
I got that check, then I flew by, I roll by
Didn’t stop for nobody (nobody)
I don’t fuck with nobody (fuck with nobody, no)
I’ll hop out and fuck your body and your party
We’ll come through, shoot your party (shoot your party)
Who told you to party? Not GloGang (not GloGang, bitch)
Fuck boy you’s a no name (you’s a no name)