First 48 lyrics

by

Chief Keef


[Intro]
AON
Bang
A-A-A-ON AON AON
Bang, Chief Keef
Make some money, money moves, yeah
Yeah, bang, bang, bang

[Verse]
Chief Keef on the syrup
You peons give it up (Peons give it up)
Shot Glock held with us
Top money, b*tch, we up (Top money, racks, yeah)
Speakin' real sh*t, my n*ggas, we blowin' sh*t (blowin' sh*t)
Trigger finger, hit your b*tch, R.I.P. gone off the sh*ts (Gone off the sh*ts)
Them n*ggas will get you killed, them n*ggas you walkin' wit' (You walkin' with)
So high off the marmelade, I'll take a b*tch and enroll her
But I really wanna have follow her, cause I'm Chiеf Keef and I'm done with her
That loud smoke, yеah, sh*t's stanky
f*ck Chief Keef and get famous
And f*ck these and these new b*tches
Hoes on my di*k from last year
But I'm dope as f*ck, we sellin' them hoes
I don't even want them so bring that cash in
3Hunna, Glory Boyz
Get off my di*k because we done f*cked you last year
b*tches saying I'm weak so pus*y n*gga what's up with sh*t?
Chief, I go hard, ain't playing with a b*tch
And if we get to sweeping, we got some shells for a n*gga back
Backing in this b*tch, throw them sets up, throw the wrong set up, the fire may be very up
Been swagging out the roof, not a damn care
And you ain't where I am, you ain't O'block, you ain't that school
b*tch I do this sh*t, always drilling, never leave
To my fans, they'll be rich
Snitch n*ggas, find the eight, ugh
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