Flat Line

[Intro: Chief Keef] Sosa baby Lou what it do baby Bang Go, goooooo, go [Hook: Chief Keef] Run up on me you get flat lined I'm buying AK's and Macs now I say bitch look at my background She wanna let me smash now Fuck nigga we ain't for nothing Unless we pull up in that foreign Bitch I'm balling like I'm Jordan Say we full of ignorance [Verse 1: Chief Keef] Bitch my ice shine so bright Bitch you need me in yo life I'm three zero-twice O-Block bitch 4 life Say she like me cuz my name ring I say money ain't a dang thing I spend it on the same thing Same Gucci belts, same jeans Kush smoking I'm in God's turf Start shooting now that's fireworks Wrist black that's oil work Dirty money that's hard work [Hook] [Verse 2: King Louie] Twenty thousand, all hunnits, thumbin through a check Twenty thousand, all hunnits, thumbin through a check Twenty thousand, all hunnits, thumbin through a check Got a hunnit in the auto, leave them ponies wet Got on shit that ain't out yet I'm too cool, airy jet Use your brain it could eject Bendin up, I gets erect Throwin' bands on my set I'm fly as fuck like a jet Got a bitch from the Jets Pussy tight and its wet I'm young, rich and ignorant Purple mix, kept in and rinse My life's a movie, so intense A dead K for the rims No tints, Supaman flow kid Goldie bitch I po' pimp Mack a bitch, then crack her shit She pop her gum but smack her lips I spented cash and stack up chips Get wasted and fuck new chicks M.O.B until I'm real, pause script [Hook]