Too Fast

[Intro: Chief Keef] Fill a cup up, fuck a slut bitch Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? You know what the fuck it is, nigga My niggas rowdy, they with that ruckus On Folks (Hollywood J) Let's get it [Chorus: Chief Keef] I'm in that robot, and this bitch don't stop And I got on tank-top with a knot Prolly finna pick up your thot Bitch, I'm gang til' I rot, totin' Glock like a fox, nigga Me and foe'nem be gettin' on the grass 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] Pulled up them shots, they dunkin' too fast You tried to run, but they coming too fast Better not fall, I got them shooters on yo ass Then I take a flight to Cuba on yo' ass What's up in my cup? Mud What's up in the chop'? Slugs Swingin' bitch like Nunchaku Send this bitch right at ya' Sneak diss, we can't let ya' Running up the Pesos Stack that shit like Lego Always act the A-hole [Chorus: Chief Keef] I'm in that robot, and this bitch don't stop And I got on tank-top with a knot Prolly finna pick up your thot Bitch, I'm gang til' I rot, totin' Glock like a fox, nigga Me and foe'nem be gettin' on the grass 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 2: Chief Keef] Fill a cup up, fuck a slut bitch Semi too big, I can't tuck it Niggas rowdy, they with that ruckus I'm in a kush coma, concussion I'm in Barney’s buying trousers, in New York smokin' sours So much chicken, I need flavour, at the spot out in Broward I need space because I'm outer, that shit good, but this is louder I just exit off a garage, foreign got that money power Get it, ho? I'm money shower That bitch know that world is ours I don't care to race, man, bring the prowers Valentino kicks and Gucci trousers I'ma need 'bout two-three hours, before I come get the backend Hit the stage and do the magic, Hermes belt, but I'm still saggin' [Chorus: Chief Keef] I'm in that robot, and this bitch don't stop And I got on tank-top with a knot Prolly finna pick up your thot Bitch, I'm gang til' I rot, totin' Glock like a fox, nigga Me and foe'nem be gettin' on the grass 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