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Chief Keef - GENGAR lyrics

Artist: Chief Keef

album: GENGAR


Haa (Hahahaha), Sos' baby
(Astro on the beat) Ayy, woah
Phew, phew, phew (Brrt), phew, phew (Uh)
Bang (Brrt), bang (What?), bang, bang, bang
Heard that pussy talkin' loud (Huh?)
Well, fuck it, I'ma let him hate (Dududuh)
I feel like Soulja Boy 'cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathin' Ape (Brr, skuduskuh)
And KT, he gon' shoot (Huh?)
He don't ever fuckin' hesitate (Huh? What?)
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe
We drop thirty at the heaven gates (Brrat, brrat)
Uh, I'm gon' make that pussy meditate (What?)
I fill him up with hollows (Ayy), he an angel, he gon' levitate (What?)
And yes, I wrapped it up, it ain't my baby, she ain't never latе
I pulled up in a Tesla, pushed thе button to accelerate (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Smokin' on the best 'Wood, shorty give that neck good (Ayy, thottie)
I've been rockin' hella BAPE that I don't think the best could, ayy (Huh? What?)
B.B. Simon on my pants (Huh?)
Think I missed my show with DC (What?), me and Sosa had a Jet Lag (Brrat, brrat, brrat, brrat)
Yuh, no more fake chains, my shit bust down (Yeah)
Astroboy just hit me, he in LA, it's a touchdown (Ayy)
Talkin' down on gang like Burger Man, I send a hundred round (Pussy)
Just sold out my show in Houston, yeah, that bitch got shut down (Brr-brr-brr)
Slide down that shit (Ayy), stick'll ride down that bitch (Huh?)
How he talkin' hella reckless? Now he hidin' from that bitch (Grr, bow)
We gon' pull up and pop out, now he fried around his bitch (Bitch)
GLO, TWG, don't lose your life around this bitch (Yuh, ayy)
Heard that pussy talkin' loud (What?)
Well, fuck it, I'ma let him hate (Dududuh)
I feel like Soulja Boy 'cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (Skuduskuh)
And KT, he gon' shoot (Yuh)
He don't ever fuckin' hesitate (Ayy)
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe
We drop thirty at the heaven gates (Brr)
I feel like Gucci Mane 'cause you know I'm always Gucci, man (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
And I got something to make you move like some music can (Go, go, go)
I just left gay gang and pulled up to coochie land (Ayy)
All this fuckin' cash make me wanna go to school again (Ayy, ayy, bang, bang, bang)
Flex on the teachers, tell 'em, "Tell me I can't do it again" (Bang)
I done been to jail a thousand times and I'll do it again (Bang, bang, bang, bang)
Fill my commissary up, I'm thuggin' with the hooligans (Dududuh)
And I know some chicken heads, somebody call Ludacris (Skuduskuh)
Same people who said I couldn't tell 'em hoes, I do that shit (Do the shit)
And we shower the streets, we losin' niggas 'cause it come with it (Ayy, ayy)
Niggas, I got money, you can keep my hunnid, nigga, run that shit (Ayy, Sos' baby)
Baby mama keep wishin' I'll die (Ayy), when I die, I'm coming to haunt that bitch
Bang-bang, no common shit (Ayy), lase you up, no funnel shit (No)
Backflips, we tumble shit (Burr), for the bread, we crumble shit (Buh, buh)
Pull up in some Wakanda shit (Skrrt), yellow Lambo', omelette (Skrrt, woo, woo)
Pop your ass, take off your lid (Skrrt, woo, woo), pussy, I ain't just talkin' shit (Woo, ayy)
What time we gearing up? Pop out, we appearing up (Ayy)
Ayy, chef, don't stir it up (Ayy), we come from here and up (Ayy)
Shoot the party up, air it up (Gang)
Woo-woop, nigga, hear that shit (Woo), that's a Glock, spin 'round that shit (Woo, woo-woo)
I'm like, "How you did that shit?", nevermind, nigga, kill that shit (Woo, woo)
Hit the Yale, like, where that is? Hit the dope like we in that bitch (Woo, woo)
Forever is endless, fuck you, come in your shit (Ayy)
Stop playing, come in your shit (Ayy)
Asked God for forgiveness, he like, "You did that shit" (Ayy)
You was out here hittin' licks (Ayy), you was out here shootin' shit (Ayy, ayy)
She was out here stealin' shit (Ayy, ayy)
Smoking trees like Timberland, ball on me, it's sizzlin' (Ayy, ayy, Gang)
Pussy pocket watching, tryna add up all my streams (Huh?)
Wanna make that accurate? Talkin' shit but you like my team (Ayy, what? Bitch)
If Frosty poppin' out, it might damn near cause a scene (Ayy)
Had to get my testifictions, I got mad and broke the screen (Ayy, blee, what?)
Heard that pussy talkin' loud (What?)
Well, fuck it, I'ma let him hate (Dududuh)
I feel like Soulja Boy 'cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (Skuduskuh)
And KT, he gon' shoot (Yuh)
He don't ever fuckin' hesitate (Ayy, ayy)
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe
We drop thirty at the heaven gates (Brr, bitch)
Yuh, ayy
(Nigga, OUTLAW got that gas)

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