Just What It Be Like Chief Keef

[Intro]
Sos' baby
Bandana boys
Cap or die
Yup, yup
BG, L
Put the K to your face
DJ's on the beat so this a banger

[Chorus]
These niggas acting like they want smoke
They don't really want smoke
They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy
Baby, my watch cost a condo
Pocket full of hunchos
'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy
These niggas acting like they want smoke
They don't really want smoke
They don't really want smoke, ayy, ayy
Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight
Still got the Glock with the green light
Sometimes shit don't seem right
But that's just what it be like

[Verse 1]
I remember runnin' 'round high school with a tool, thinkin' I'm cool
I played duh-duh-duh-cooly, didn't have the flu either
Rocking my jewels
Probably pull up to the high school reunion, look at my coupe
I cannot hoop but I know some niggas that really know how to shoot
Fuck you think you?
You don't fuck with me then I don't fuck with you
Thought we was cool
We gon' come out the blue and give your ass the blues
Stick go Kanye, scoopity scoop
My son mama say he been bad, I'm like, "Ooh, what he do?"