True lyrics
by Chief Keef
[Intro]
808Jack
A, L and M, I, G, H, T, Y
JD on the beats
[Chorus]
True, true, true (Ayy, ayy)
Don't make me shoot you, you (Like bang, bang)
Like bad b*tch in the room, room, room
b*tch, my car go vroom, vroom, vroom
Got an elephant in my Trues, Trues, Trues
Thousand for my shoes, my shoes, my shoes
Sosa be flexin' on these n*ggas, I know (Flexin', flexin')
Baby, that's the way it go (Yes, ma'am, yes, ma'am)
Go, go, go
[Verse]
You don't wanna give me top then go bye-bye
Got some n*ggas that be at your door knockin' (Bang, bang)
f*ckin' with Almighty So', not him
Baby I don't care about sh*t, nothin'
But countin' them Ben Franklins, countin'
84 carat diamond necklace, that's a shiner
It look like it's 'bout to take a p*ss, goddamn
I'm G'd up, I'm T'd up
Baby boy, you don't wanna try me, boy
Like your f*ckin' father, boy, I'll beat you
When I see your b*tch, boy, I'll freeze her
She call me papi
Don't care about no n*gga 'cause I'm me
Get dome, then I leave
Kill that b*tch, she try to set up me
That's the way it go
Tell the cops I ain't sayin' sh*t, radio
Try to drive by, b*tch, we shootin' out the stereo
You don't want these problems, pus*y, carry on
I'm with Obama up in DC
Tryna find some b*tches that's gon' eat, eat
He say when Michelle trippin', he call Chief Keef
'Cause I blowed up like a motherf*ckin' B-E
That b*tch, whore, whore, she a whore
She call my phone then I ignore her
Like I f*ckin' know her
All 'cause I'm a Glory Boy
[Chorus]
True, true, true (Ayy, ayy)
Don't make me shoot you, you (Like bang, bang)
Like bad b*tch in the room, room, room
b*tch, my car go vroom, vroom, vroom
Got an elephant in my Trues, Trues, Trues
Thousand for my shoes, my shoes, my shoes
Sosa be flexin' on these n*ggas, I know (Flexin', flexin')
Baby, that's the way it go (Yes, ma'am, yes, ma'am)
Go, go, go