chief keef – reefah lyrics
[hook]
when i look in the mirror, sometimes i see a demon
i’m gettin’ money these n-gg-s don’t know the meanin’
i just got to leanin’ cause i was double cup feenin’
out there rockin’ the glock n-gg-s bet’ not come in between it
when i was 16 i was on the phone wit’ a nina
up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
if i still went to dyett i would be f-ckin’ the teachers
pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah
[verse 1]
i’mma bring the guap and i’mma bring the hoes too
and i got my shooter you can get your -ss barbecued
[?] motherf-ck how deep, n-gg- how are you?
ride on yo block lookin’ for you, n-gg- where are you?
you was lookin’ suspect, i ain’t want to harm you
goin’ real fast i can show you what the turn do
yes i was wit’ yo b-tch n-gg- that don’t concern you
steam out that choppa gon’ f-ck around and iron you
came out the streets made it further than the block go
all my vatos countin’ guap, eating nachos
acting like you ride n-gg- ’till you hit a pothole
fresh -ss n-gg- i be flexing on ’em macho
k let off and it’s sounding like a congo
go in my hood and it’s sounding like a jungle
ain’t been back yet i’m still running from the popo
this .45 got more kick than the .44
[hook]
when i look in the mirror, sometimes i see a demon
i’m gettin’ money these n-gg-s don’t know the meanin’
i just got to leanin’ cause i was double cup feenin’
out there rockin’ the glock n-gg-s bet’ not come in between it
when i was 16 i was on the phone wit’ a nina
up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
if i still went to dyett i would be f-ckin’ the teachers
pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah
[verse 2]
i’m sipping on [?] like kool-aid
i love money like jay love d’ussé
counting big bands like hip hip hooray
hundreds in my pocket same color as a blu-ray
come get your fix f-ck around, be too late
drank that you’re sipping f-ck around, be bool aid
chains on me look just like ice age
i got more pints than they carry at rite aid
keep sneak dissin’ boy you don’t wanna fight me
got tina on me and i beat it like ike-y
when we let shots off she was sounding feisty
plotting on sh-t she was sounding real heisty
lazy -ss n-gg- always worried bout what n-gg-s do
want to up the heat? n-gg- duck ’cause i’m finna shoot
f-ck around and hurt n-gg- have the sh-lls ending you
if you get money hit the lot ‘tell ’em bentley you
[hook]
when i look in the mirror, sometimes i see a demon
i’m gettin’ money these n-gg-s don’t know the meanin’
i just got to leanin’ cause i was double cup feenin’
out there rockin’ the glock n-gg-s bet’ not come in between it
when i was 16 i was on the phone wit’ a nina
up in the field while you was up in the bleachers
if i still went to dyett i would be f-ckin’ the teachers
pullin’ up on the ‘lam and smokin’ ounces of reefah
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