Hurry B4 the Gate Close
Chief Keef
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Ay, ayy, gang They like "So' what shoes them is?", Ion know Shoot his ass down J. cole, it's FN it's a draco Naw, it's a AR with 8-0 At the roundtable bout' to mega-toast With the bread we can make toast "So' what ya eat?" bitch I ate toast We got toast, we got bank roll She don't wanna f*ck me, she can say "no" Said I ain't ask her how her day go? If she a shitty bitch, Ima A-hole I was on the block like a Lego, f*ck nigga still doin' the same-o Niggas hatin' feel like I'm Maino and I'm in a SRT truck The Trackie, not Durango Ice on my wrist no bingo, all these chains I'm django Think I sipped too much lean last night, woke up with a hangover You don't speak my lango, I got a gift and it's a halo Send ya ass up to heaven, hurry up before the gate close Whip creams we skate them, pull up on ya in the AM Pull up on ya in the PM, hope ya ain't with your BM Trulla, Trulla nigga TM, Shaking BD up with the fetty boys Coolin' with some ready girls, I think we some ready boys It's a lotta "Chief Keef BDs", I'm cool but I ain't off CBD Had to get away from CPD, I don't wanna see no more EBT We was sliding on EBT, with the Drac no PND Too turnt, nigga TNT Put a million dollars in a PNC Can't wait to pick up another 3 this week Backyard man I see a creek, 30 cameras so I can see a creep They everywhere, I can see you sneak Poppin' E's cause I'm illy, what you gone get is the real me Sky left if I fell asleep say she love my melody Bitch, I'm great like Kellogg, we got magazines, catalogs I got so much ice on, I get 3 million collateral Make us send shells, to fly past ya that's the point across The bitch ate my weaner, weaner just like a corndog She asked me do I watch porn? "No" Told the bitch "I am a porno", 2 v. 1 like a combat Say her friend finna come and join though A pig the only thing that oink though I got old cake but it's moist though I got niggas still up in the joint though Who I sip lean and smoke a joint for I got niggas up in the grave through Who I make cake and spend cake for If ya lowkey nigga lay low If you're high key everybody know You in the same places everybody go Shoot the block up where everybody go That ain't yo' hoe, that's everybody hoe How that pussy is? Everybody know
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Written by: Keith Cozart
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