[Intro: Chief Keef]
(Bezz making heat)
Suckas
I have a material witness on an aggravated battery, uh, with a handgun and, um, they believe, uh, this might be in retaliation, uh, to her testimony
Cdai, what up, sucka?
Sosa, baby, know how I'm rockin', baby
GBE, baby, bang
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
They like, "Sosa, where you been at, sucka?"
I been buyin' guns for this chit-chat sucka
I’ma up this motherfucker like get back, sucka
I’m gon' shoot yo' fuckin' ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka
You ain’t no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya
Them .45 shells gon' damage ya
With this .45, ain’t no jammin' up, suckas
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Suckas, suckas, suckas, you know I ain't going lika a sucka, motherfucker
Nina blow a nigga down, I named her Wonder Woman
She gon' hold my weight, got so much money on me
Like fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
Niggas talking that shit about Chief Sosa then fuck 'em
Got this .50 on me, it’s so big, I can’t even tuck 'em
Let a nigga run up on me, I’m so thirsty to bust him
Like baka, like baka, like baka
That motherfucker is a mother sucker
Cdai got 22 shots, but he from 600
You ain’t gettin' guap, stop instagraming that lil money, sucka
Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka
You a brick, we put yo' life on it, sucka
Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka
You a brick, we put yo' life on it, sucka
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
They like, "Sosa, where you been at, sucka?"
I been buyin' guns for this chit-chat sucka
I’ma up this motherfucker like get back, sucka
I’m gon' shoot yo' fucking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka
You ain’t no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya
Them .45 shells gon' damage ya
With this .45, ain’t no jammin' up, suckas
[Verse 2: Cdai]
Sucka, the police grab D-Block, ask us what we know? Nothin'
Y'all ain’t shootin' guns, man, stop it, cuz
Don’t make me send that 22-shot Glock at ya
Cdai, where you been at, sucka?
I’ve been up on O'Block, but bitch, I’m from 6Hunna
Catch his ass, that’s his ass, smoke his ass just like some ganja
Dumb fuck shoulda ran, but his ass wanna run up
I ain't playin', just sayin', got K's in the van
And his mans, leave 'em layin', on the ground where he stand
On my mans, I put 15 in a nigga head
Smokin' on a thoink, this gas
Just kill a fuck nigga, real fast
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
They like, "Sosa, where you been at, sucka?"
I been buyin' guns for this chit-chat sucka
I’ma up this motherfucker like get back, sucka
I’m gon' shoot yo' fucking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka
You ain’t no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya
Them .45 shells gon' damage ya
With this .45, ain’t no jammin' up, suckas
