Go Live Fredo Santana (Ft. Ballout, Chief Keef & Tadoe)
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[Intro: Caper Boy & Chief Keef]
Aye, Wop go grab that TEC, man (Oh yeah)
Tray Savage load that FN up (Mmmm)
Lil Boss po' that shit up man (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Y'all know we smoke out the 448 (Let's get it)
Pourin' out the pints (Sosa baby, GBE baby)
Ayy Ball, bring that money counter out, boy (Yeah)
You know what the fuck time it is, man (Bang)
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Splashin' on these bitches, yeah, that's that sea salt (Uh, uh)
All the horses in this foreign I'm like, "Yeehaw!" (Skrrt, skrrt)
You know we got that defense, let's play B-ball (Bitch, bitch)
I think I'm going Ray Charles, I can't see y'all (Nah)
Stunna shads on, bitch, these the new capper's (Let's get it)
This our shit, nigga, ain't no new trappers (Move around)
Going forward in the foreign like I can't move backwards (Skrrt, skrrt)
You on that fuck shit and take that button it a tap ya (Bang, bang, bang)
I'm with a white bitch, she a coke head (Yeah)
My mentality (Let's get it), is get more bread (Uh, uh)
I'm in a fast car (Skrrt), like it's a snow sled (Skrrt)
Stick stickin' out (Skrrt), like it's a forehead
Let's get it, bang, bang
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
No Instagram, it can go live (Yeah, bang)
I don't fuck with niggas that play both sides (Nah)
Ikey smelt the dope when we drove past (Dope)
Stopped to get some Backwoods and some more gas (Bang)
Bitch, I'm fresher than a fuckin' Hebrew
If you owe me, I see you (Uh, uh)
Walk in Valentino, get a tee or two (Bitch)
Yellow black whip, that's that Pikachu (Skrrt, skrrt)
Aye, Wop go grab that TEC, man (Oh yeah)
Tray Savage load that FN up (Mmmm)
Lil Boss po' that shit up man (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Y'all know we smoke out the 448 (Let's get it)
Pourin' out the pints (Sosa baby, GBE baby)
Ayy Ball, bring that money counter out, boy (Yeah)
You know what the fuck time it is, man (Bang)
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Splashin' on these bitches, yeah, that's that sea salt (Uh, uh)
All the horses in this foreign I'm like, "Yeehaw!" (Skrrt, skrrt)
You know we got that defense, let's play B-ball (Bitch, bitch)
I think I'm going Ray Charles, I can't see y'all (Nah)
Stunna shads on, bitch, these the new capper's (Let's get it)
This our shit, nigga, ain't no new trappers (Move around)
Going forward in the foreign like I can't move backwards (Skrrt, skrrt)
You on that fuck shit and take that button it a tap ya (Bang, bang, bang)
I'm with a white bitch, she a coke head (Yeah)
My mentality (Let's get it), is get more bread (Uh, uh)
I'm in a fast car (Skrrt), like it's a snow sled (Skrrt)
Stick stickin' out (Skrrt), like it's a forehead
Let's get it, bang, bang
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
No Instagram, it can go live (Yeah, bang)
I don't fuck with niggas that play both sides (Nah)
Ikey smelt the dope when we drove past (Dope)
Stopped to get some Backwoods and some more gas (Bang)
Bitch, I'm fresher than a fuckin' Hebrew
If you owe me, I see you (Uh, uh)
Walk in Valentino, get a tee or two (Bitch)
Yellow black whip, that's that Pikachu (Skrrt, skrrt)
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