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chief keef - 3rd person lyrics

[intro]
zaytoven

[verse]
i got itchy palms
i just left saint laurent
runnin’ up the guap
what i am i am, what i’m not i’m not
life is fabulous
it’s the crack of dawn
n-gg-s act real low
i put that sh-t on folks
it’s tension, let me know (let me know)
i keep sh-t a c-note (a c-note)
f-ck chief keef, he broke (f-ck chief keef, he broke)
my clip hold three-oh (hold three-oh)
baby, suck it for me slow (for me slow)
you tired, then let me know (let me know, b-tch)
i can send you home (home)
that uber won’t be long (won’t be long, skrrt)
she wanna sniff a slope
she walk around with c-ke
had f’s on my report card, now i got f’s on my coat
walked in there, buy a boat
i need helicopter, i got h-lla choppers, yeah
scoops is telescopic, bounce around like gr-sshoppers, uh
i ain’t got no choice but do this sh-t for my dead partners, uh
oh, you want some beef? well, welcome to the red robins, uh
i just left minnesota, i bbc’d my jacket, uh
shawty bouncin’ that -ss, i think she want me to smack it
that h3, n-gg-s ain’t f-ckin’ ’round with these f-ggies
i don’t want the ho again, n-gg-, i already done had it
man, these lil’ n-gg-s crab, call ’em red lobster
thought you was playin’ with the gang, aw yeah, partner
in marina del ray with a b-tch named lana
flipped a switch on a b-tch, and i damedot ’em
f-ck chief keef, he a ho (f-ck chief keef)
that n-gg- don’t got no poles
he don’t live that sh-t he talk (nah)
f-ck gbe, they soft (f-ck gbe)
this a gang of dons, we got a gang of guns
i don’t give guns to my son, my daddy gave me one
f-ck chief keef, he ain’t havin’
them n-gg-s are not savage, yeah
come meet my automatic, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
god said let thy have it, uh
gang slip, sign right up
we can get right up
split your sh-t right up, uh, uh, uh
then we split right up

- chief keef lyrics

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