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chief keef - on it on it lyrics

[intro]
thotties, posse!

[hook]
i got alotta b-tches, and i got alotta n-ggas
and i got alotta shooters and i got alotta k!llers
and i got alotta money, i been with this money bunny
i can’t help my money funny, baby i am money hungry
more sosa less tony, i bought an island no stony dummy
i’m coolin in hawaii, countin’ money countin’ money money
all these n-ggas phony phony, all these b-tches bony bony
n-ggas act like homies homies, that’s why i be on it on it

[verse 1]
ridin’ in that moto morini
pockets filled with hundred money
i am not no dummy dummy
pistol hit your tummy tummy
and i got a tommy tommy
glock 10 marked doin’ bunnies bunnies
he want beef its farmie farmie
we come through, army army
all we see is running running
guess what, i am blunted blunted
this sh-t smells like onions onions
trae cas stacy be smokin’ that funny funny, funny
swear that sh-t ain’t funny funny
3.5 in my blunted blunted
let me get some top honey
then i might just bone it bone it
walk in the label, then i run it run it
i need my cash at this f-ckin’ moment
this is business, we is not no homies
don’t make me catch a f-ckin’ homi

[hook]

[verse 2]
n-ggas act like they your friends
but n-ggas all pretend
n-ggas act like they your homie
all these n-ggas f-ckin’ phony, i know it
riding in that mortal combat
with a lot of f-cking combat for combat
n-gga don’t run, come back
told your b-tch “don’t run, come back”
take this d-ck, n-gga cl-t clat get back
on that hot sh-t, you can get whacked
18 wheeler sh-t, you can get wet
throw it back to my b-tches

[hook]

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