Never Coming Back lyrics

by

Chief Keef


[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I get money, stacks
I've gotta get that
n*ggas they be hating, then they body get wrapped
All these shots hit that, they motherf*cking hat
When I hit a b*tch, she know I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
Smoking strong, b*tch I'm high, I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
[?] ryms, these b*tches be sentimental
I lend him some shells we call that rental
Grab my [?] and God be with him
We win we can't lose, still racks we gotta see
Remember when I first met that money, she took the player out of me
My earrings how I freeze, pus*y n*ggas give me allergies
Man I'm all about them stacks, I'm with it to the max
When I hit a b*tch, she know I ain't never coming back
I'm never coming back, and yes ima run with that
Get high with my partner nem, f*cking all these b*tches too
Like I'm in high school, you lame and I can't sit with you
Me and my n*ggas bout that money, we down like our ass
I believe I can fly and nobody smoke loud as much as I
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I get money, stacks
I've gotta get that
n*ggas they be hating, then they body get wrapped
All these shots hit that, they motherf*cking hat
When I hit a b*tch, she know I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
Smoking strong, b*tch I'm high, I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back

[Verse 2: SD]
See me I dress casually, according to the shopping spree
Yeah you know I'm getting that, got loud bands, I'm cool with that
Got cash can't take me off the map, 40 on me take his [?]
Tryna run, send shots, don't test me
On cloud 9, ballin hard, knock it out like a golf cart
All my hittas gotta eat, don't trip sh*t
Drilla got combo, what I been miss
n*ggas shooting they ain't really tryna hit sh*t
Talk sh*t, b*tch up
Poor n*gga styles, they act up
Chief Keef, SD, shouts out to Front Street
Picture perfect, painted up
Lames they mad, can't f*ck with us
Blackgate, we drill hard, summertime, gotta deal cards
f*ckboys, they won't leave, they acting like they know me
Head shots, no leg shots, n*gga trippin, tryna put me in a dead spot
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I need money, stacks
I gotta get that
n*ggas they be hating, they body get wrapped
All these shots hit that, they motherf*cking hat
When I hit a b*tch, she know I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
Smoking strong, b*tch I'm high, I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back

[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
Smoking on that loud pack, and I'm never coming back
b*tches like what I'm smoking now, now they smoking that
Shawty telling me she love me, so I tell her "yeah yeah"
Is it then diamonds in my ear, maybe that, hell yeah
Sippin goose, stuntin hard, listen shawty I be [?]
Talk about life, only started, f*cking em light leave they ass in the dark
I go hard, [?]
Somebody lied, I'm not a star
Bad b*tch yellow, sum like [?]
[?] but b*tch it's hard

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I need money, stacks
I gotta get that
n*ggas they be hating, they body get wrapped
All these shots hit that, they motherf*cking hat
When I hit a b*tch, she know I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
Smoking strong, b*tch I'm high, I ain't never coming back
I ain't never coming back, never coming back
If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back
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