Beans & Magazines Chief Keef
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[Intro]
Go, go, go, go, go, bang (Sos' baby)
[Chorus]
Throw you some shells
I got that arm, ayy
Unleash the beast
And that be my charm, ayy
Hop in my American whip
Hop out the foreign
'Fore you call the police
I'm already gone, ayy ayy
[Verse: 1]
Pop out the Miss, ayy, hop out a bitch
Was broke, but damn man I'm rich, ayy, tryna catch me a fish, ayy
Lookin' like I hit a lick, so much horse and kick
This bitch like a Ferrari, ayy, boy, we ain't fakin' no funk
I was like 8 with a gun, pour ace up but I'm the one
When I take KayKay to the lunch, I tell her to get what she want, ayy
We stakin' out on a beef, we comin' out like a leak, we comin' outta the tree
I'm comin' outta the V, turn up the passenger seat, ayy
Hand me a light, let's get ready to ride, all this ice I'ma catch frost bite
If you sneak diss, you can catch me outside, if you sneak diss, then you know it's on sight, ayy
Girl, we ain't a couple you can't hold my hand and these dirty ass niggas can't hold my bands, ayy
Too many blunts, my eyes bloodshot red, steady hearin' voices in my head
Go, go, go, go, go, bang (Sos' baby)
[Chorus]
Throw you some shells
I got that arm, ayy
Unleash the beast
And that be my charm, ayy
Hop in my American whip
Hop out the foreign
'Fore you call the police
I'm already gone, ayy ayy
[Verse: 1]
Pop out the Miss, ayy, hop out a bitch
Was broke, but damn man I'm rich, ayy, tryna catch me a fish, ayy
Lookin' like I hit a lick, so much horse and kick
This bitch like a Ferrari, ayy, boy, we ain't fakin' no funk
I was like 8 with a gun, pour ace up but I'm the one
When I take KayKay to the lunch, I tell her to get what she want, ayy
We stakin' out on a beef, we comin' out like a leak, we comin' outta the tree
I'm comin' outta the V, turn up the passenger seat, ayy
Hand me a light, let's get ready to ride, all this ice I'ma catch frost bite
If you sneak diss, you can catch me outside, if you sneak diss, then you know it's on sight, ayy
Girl, we ain't a couple you can't hold my hand and these dirty ass niggas can't hold my bands, ayy
Too many blunts, my eyes bloodshot red, steady hearin' voices in my head
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