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Week Ago Chief Keef

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Week Ago - Chief Keef
[Intro: Tadoe & Chief Keef]
Louis Vuitton fuckin' don, man, (Yeah), call me Honolulu, man (Yeah)
You smokin' fufu, we smokin' out the 448, man
Gasoline (Yeah, yeah), on foenem, the supreme 93 (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I'm still sippin' Wock' from a week ago (Lean)
You ain't got to ask, bitch, I keep the dough
Like a bakery, my pockets got plenty rolls (Fff beep, yeah yeah)
I think I'm a fool for conceited hoes
I hit your girl up 'bout a week ago (Yeah yeah)
She was textin' my phone, sendin' nudes
She said she's in love with my tennis shoes (Bitch, Sos' baby)
As soon as I arrive, she hop in the coupe (GBE baby, catch up)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Two seats, one me and a trunk in the front
Law snatched me up, but I'm innocent
These bitches in love with my renaissance
And what's in my cup lookin' melanin'
Nine times outta ten, you see me, I'm on the go
Now he can't go even though we from the 'Go
I gotta be on a rich nigga honor roll
Can't settle, I'm still missin' a whole bunch of more
You lookin' for a cheater, Balenci's takin' flight
Gotta thank the Lord, I'm not afraid of heights
Rest up to all my brothers in paradise
Just got dougie like I'm on my way to paradise
I need assistance to count these fifties
The law gon' be mad as fuck if they gotta frisk me
Can't trust no one, everyone's fishy
I'll be that fuckin' way 'til I'm sixty
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