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[Chorus: Chief Keef] Sosa baby, Bally keep that semi Ridin' fast swervin' in that new Bentley (GBE) Don't talk about cars we got plenty [Verse 1: Chief Keef] Pulling up in foreign cars in the entry We pull up Cats, you don't see the hemis Young nigga eating good, how he so skinny? Don't talk about pipes, we got plenty Bitch we was the youngest niggas up in the city With a lil bitch she so sadity I was with them bad boys, I felt like Diddy Now I pull up, Ferrari, Bentley If you looking for my jewelry I keeps it with me I just slid down on em, they looking shitty How she having all that ass and she so skinny? All these white clouds of smoke this shit smell pissy I gotta gift and I'm gonna send that bitch down your chimney Bitch they know Chief Sosa putting that work in Every time I hit the block, the police be lurking The diamonds on my wrist be foot working Tell Madea she was right cuz they ain't no nurthing (nothing) My chain got your bitch just stuck, flirting Boy I ain't the Lord I ain't having mercy November stuff his ass like a turkey And I'm sharp as a bitch I can scratch the surface Sign my name on her titties in cursive And I had her on her knees like that man that she worship And I'm sharper than the man that be running them churches I'll have my shorty pop your bitch ass like a perky They love Sosa, got them semis Steady pressing the red button cuz bitch I'm busy Here to kill or fuck his wife that bitch not risky At the hotel I clap that shit like Missy Play gangster, went to jail that bitch turn sissy Make his ass drink a bullet he taste like whiskey My lil cousin so fried, that bitch so crispy But he play with lil cousin that bitch make history [Chorus: Chief Keef] Bally keep that semi Ridin' fast swervin' in that new Bentley Talking bout cars, we got plenty [Verse 2: Chief Keef] And I'm hoppin' in the Rari but I'm wearing skinnys I can fit a 30 clip in my skinnys I'll hit fat boy with it and make him skinny I had bitches way back when I smoked them skimpys Put a bullet in your heart and make that bitch empty And the way this bitch spit, this the illest MC Smack a nigga bodyguard, I feel like Nipsey I just told a bitch peace, It's like a hippy And I had to bring my pipe, cuz shit sound iffy I'll break a nigga balls, believe it like Ripley's I'll stick a pussy nigga like botox lips be I'll smoke a nigga today, tomorrow, this week So if you don't wanna get popped, then don't come near me