Cashin’ Chief Keef

[Intro]
(Sosa on the beat)
Ayy
Know I'm rockin', man
Cut off stockings, man
Keep kush in my pockets, man
All designer, get your grind up, nigga
Got a Breitling for the timer, nigga
Ayy, ayy, bang-bang
Sosa baby, GBE baby
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
When it's ugly, I bring that gat wit' (Graah, bang)
I up this motherfucker, I ain't with that shit (Nah)
You be smokin' dirty, I smoke that cat piss (I smoke that thang)
I kill a track, kill a beat on black shit (Baw)
Niggas actin' funny, but I ain't laughin' (Uh uh)
I pull up, pull up, pull up, it's a tragic (Dududuh)
'Cause I ain't buy her nothin', she think I ain't got shit (Hahaha)
I walk up in the mall straight cashin', ayy (Ftft, beep)

[Verse 1]
She said she love me, whatever that is (Huh?)
Baby, you ain't love me 'cause I'm cashin' (Ftft, beep)
I walk up in the mall, and I buy shit (Ftft, beep)
No, baby, I don't look at tags and (Ftft, beep)
I hop up in my 'Rari, now I'm ridin' (Skuduskuh)
Doin' eighty past a cop, straight laughin' (Haha)
Ridin' in that, "Ooh, that bitch nasty" (Dududuh)
I'm a NASCAR driver, it's a passion (Yuh)
I up this fuckin' Uzi and blast it (Dududuh)
Keep on laughin', you gon' get yo' ass hit (Baw)
I swear I be on that new lick, fuck last year (Dududuh)
Red dot up on the toolie, it be the MAC-10 (Baw, baw, baw, baw)