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chief keef - too fast lyrics

[intro]
fill a cup up, f-ck a sl-t b-tch
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout n-gg-
you know what the f-ck it is n-gg-
n-gg-s rowdy, with that ruckus
on folks

[hook]
i’m in that robot
and this b-tch don’t stop
and i got a tanktop with a knot
prolly finna pick up your thot
b-tch i’m gang til’ i ride
tooting glock like a fox n-gg-
me and foe ‘nem be getting on the ‘gram
back-to-back doing dash in the traffic
grandma told me that i’m livin’ too fast
i fill a cup up and i sip it too fast

[verse 1: chief keef & tray savage]
[?] they dunkin’ to fast
you tried to run but they coming too fast
better fall, i got them shooters on yo -ss
then i take a flight to cuba on yo’ -ss
what’s up in my cup? mud
what’s up in the choppa? slug
swingin’ b-tch like nunchaku
send this b-tch right at ya’
sneakdiss, we can’t let ya’
running out of pesos
stack that sh-t like lego
always act the a-hole

[verse 2: chief keef]
fill a cup up, f-ck a sl-t b-tch
semi too big, i can’t tuck it
n-gg-s rowdy, with that ruckus
i’m in the kush coma, concussion
i’m in [?] banned trousers
in new york smokin’ sours
so much chicken, i need flavour
at the spot out in braurer
i need sp-ce because i’m outer
that sh-t new but this is louder
i just exit off a garage
foreign got that money power
get it hoe? i’m money shower
that b-tch know that world is ours
i don’t care to race man, bring the prowers
valentino kicks and gucci trousers
imma need ’bout two-three hours
before i come get the bag and
hit the stain and do the magic
hermes belt but i’m still sagging

- chief keef lyrics

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