Send Em Back lyrics

[Intro: DooWop]
Wop

[Chorus: DooWop]
n*ggas telling on they self on the internet
I ain't none of that, typa sh*t don't get no respect
You ain't from the set, f*ck n*gga, you a f*cking rat
Everywhere I go, ask around, 50 in the TEC
n*ggas really telling on they self on the internet
Telling all they spots, telling where the f*cking bidness at
They don't want no smoke, no cancer and no cigarettes
We see you anywhere we sending shots 'cause we don't send 'em back

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
You don't want that danger so be f*cking cautious
Jump up out the water, wet you like a dolphin
Back to back blunts got me feeling nauseous
Take a n*gga life and bid it in auction
Louis hold my jeans up, if they fall the racks was heavy
Bout that chicken, make you noodle, no, it's not spaghetti
Give a b*tch a golden shower but I'm not R Kelly
I told that b*tch I'm Rocko, we ain't going steady
All I see is free bands in my f*cking future
V12, faster than a f*cking Puma
Jean pockets fatter than a f*cking tumour
Folks don't laugh at me 'cause they ain't got no f*cking humour
Land sh*t out like lunar
Ride with my hyenas, they'll get ya
I just put a whole f*cking pint in the pitcher
Kay Kay just drew her daddy a picture
[Chorus: DooWop]
n*ggas telling on they self on the internet
I ain't none of that, typa sh*t don't get no respect
You ain't from the set, f*ck n*gga, you a f*cking rat
Everywhere I go, ask around, 50 in the TEC
n*ggas really telling on they self on the internet
Telling all they spots, telling where the f*cking bidness at
They don't want no smoke, no cancer and no cigarettes
We see you anywhere we sending shots 'cause we don't send 'em back

[Verse 2: DooWop]
Getting to the check, ain't no n*gga check us
Nobu as f*ck, now a n*gga blessed up
Diamonds look like mustard, f*ck n*ggas catch up
Can't join the team, a lot our n*ggas got cut
A lotta n*ggas swear they knew us, man, where they was?
You was in the house, I was out selling drugs
They wasn't with us, man, long live to the bugs
King Cap, Fredoster and my cousin Blood
So I gotta keep going, n*ggas doing too much showing
180 through the storm
f*ck around, start touring
But I been low
Tryna stay lower 'cause

[Chorus: DooWop]
n*ggas telling on they self on the internet
I ain't none of that, typa sh*t don't get no respect
You ain't from the set, f*ck n*gga, you a f*cking rat
Everywhere I go, ask around, 50 in the TEC
n*ggas really telling on they self on the internet
Telling all they spots, telling where the f*cking bidness at
They don't want no smoke, no cancer and no cigarettes
We see you anywhere we sending shots 'cause we don't send 'em back