Neph Nem Chief Keef (Ft. Ballout & G Herbo)

[Intro: G Herbo]
On Roc grave, on Cap head, So, foe
You be tweakin', foe, you know what to do with this **** though, Roc grave
Keep that though, foe, keep that so they know, on folks 'nem

[Verse 1: Ballout]
Twenty pounds of gross in the trunk, I know you smell it on me (Woo, woo)
Ain't no crossin' Sosa, bitch, you know what happened to Tony (Woo, woo, woo)
Before I let a bitch play me, I'd rather play with Sony (Woo, woo)
I'm a Southside-ass nigga, catch me ridin' down Stony (Woo, woo)

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
I just, I just, I just, I just
I just, I just, I just, I just
I just, I just, I just, I just
I just, I just, I just
I just blew the top off it (Woo), hot dog on it (Woo)
White Rolls boys, does it look like God, don't it? (Woo, woo)
Porsche 918 (Woo), frog eyes on it (Woo)
Pay all cash, put my son life on it (Woo, woo)
Ran into a lick (Woo), put the squad on it (Woo)
I can get you gone with just one nod, homie (Woo, woo)
Shit been gettin' fishy (Woo), fishin' rod on me (Woo)
Bitch brought her friends and I put the squad on it (Woo, woo)
This ain't your regular truck (Woo), it's a mod on it (Woo)
Wide-body kit look like a dad bod on it (Woo, woo)
They like, "Chief So, your cup cost a BBL, don't it?" (Woo, woo)
Jewelry in the treasure box (Woo), call me Dragon Tales, homie (Woo)
That USPS, still check (Woo), I got mail, don't it? (Woo)
This money brand new, it got the smell on it (Woo, woo)
She told him she ain't hop on my dick (Woo), she fell on it (Woo)
Had to leave by eleven, this bitch act like 12, homie (Woo, woo)