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chief keef - company lyrics

[chorus: chief keef]
money on my mind
there’s always time
don’t cross that line
you’ll end up dyin’
this is unlimited life
these n-ggas got feminine ways
i was in hittin them jays
wee boy get hit with a blaze
colder than floor seats
i’m a young og
ain’t scared of no po-lice
b-tch can’t hold me
uh oh you owe me
f-ck out and close the door please
you can hear this from up street
sound like we having company

[verse 1: chief keef]
i got that tow power
the dope is so sour
and i am no coward
i’ll have my zoe’s pound ya

they say i’m so handsome
i be like no cameras
we taking the ball from ya
you can’t have no advantage

dribble-dribble and rob his -ss
sold them crazy folks pop his -ss
i done got me a charge foul
pullin up tryna dump his -ss

see us in the f-ckin cat better you f-ckin rat
eat ’em like a cheesburger
md i’m lovin it
fake ain’t no coverin and we back to back

look like midnight club up b-tch
and off tnt no tbs, b-tch came to me no gps
to the medicine no cvs, i can teach you something no cps
got my eye on you no cbs, b-tch f-ck me more

[verse 2: lil geno]
pull up with 2 thots don’t want that back like skin like geno
watch me just skrt off up in that m skreet yeah like beamers
money all i think of i go right with out no blinker
smoking on some stank a geno maybe rebel my jeans uh
we go off pop and top, he went out his socks
with choppas and i get some guap
burstin with 2ks and take the sun lot
call up the birdies the b-tches go flock
i made it rain on a b-tch wearin crocs
like cala we winnin we do that a lot
this glock on a rampage we catch you and pop

high of filaseigle and my circle got 3 people
heard that n-gga want some smoke, i’ll bring it to his people
yeah all my n-ggas savage, they’ll poke ya like a needle
i say all my n-ggas savage, they’ll poke ya like a needle

[verse 3: yung bans]
ayy, bae
i see through these n-ggas like charades
been getting that money, n-gga that why you hate
did that n-gga h-ll like jodye k

i was f-ckin that n-gga b-tch the other day
spin that n-gga bal like bey blade
real street n-gga dont play
if you cross the lane that why you lame

bust in a b-tch throat
margiela trench coat
pour a 4 like pluto
1 on 1 wipe you nose

hit them once and change clothes
b-tch we having too much dope
tell them n-ggas close the door
that my dreads beast mode

- chief keef lyrics

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