2nd Day Out Chief Keef

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Starting off my day with a blunt stuffed
Pussy kept on talking he got fucked up
Big black Glock and a cup of purp
You already know I'm finna sip some sizzurp
I'm back off in the kitchen working with the pies
Say you need a half of brick, give me twelve-five
Fifty pounds of gross, several pounds of midget
Tadoe just brought a pretty fucking fifty
My gun need a mag, he happy then he mad
Someone leavin' real soon, so he send his ass
Hop out of that van with like two lil mags
And if a nigga try me Imma do his ass
I'm counting up the paper in my office room
And I'm witch, bitch, please don't make me spark the broom
Guns in every little cut, like a fucking savage
Hear the SWAT team, come you gotta fucking have it
Man I'm tired of buying jocks, I need a rocket launcher
You ain't tryna incriminate then bitch stop the camera
I used to drive the foreign through my backyard
Hit the dough and Imma blow you like a Saks card
Sosa back bitch, yeah I'm back bitch
That lil stupid ass, dirty ass, black bitch
This that new shit, that fuck the jail shit
Fuck nigga, no, that it ain't in my heritage
You on my shit list, you like a biscuit
Granny say if it ain't broke don't try to fix it
I got a sick wrist, it cost like six-six
Zero zero zero nigga, come and get this
I got a stupid swag, please don't touch my Louis bag
Pole on me nigga, you gon' make me do you bad
Bitch my Louis bag, that bitch Scooby snacks
I need an elephant, giraffe and a Cougar cat