RIP

[Intro: Chief Keef] (DP Beats) Oh shit, niggas know I be flexin' on everybody That's all I do, niggas be mad Bitch, turn up, keep up, man 'Cause what you do... I mean, I don't give a fuck about it All I care about is me, guap, Glo Gang, Kay Kay I mean, I got like 4 kids now, so But I don't know, I don't even know some of them, ha I know the ones I want though, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse: Chief Keef] Ridin', nigga, catch yo lil ass lackin', blind yo sight, lil nigga Eye, lil nigga, better have yo niggas by yo side, lil nigga, ayy Do you get that shit? Then ight, lil nigga Ride off on a bike, lil nigga, choppa come with Skype, lil nigga, ayy Check out my carbon rifle, nigga That bitch got carbon's fibre, nigga Come through, carbon dioxide, nigga Do a nigga too dirty with a peroxide, nigga Bitch, I'm Almighty Lord Sosa Farquaad, nigga, real guap-guap, nigga Come through your block, let that bitch rip and blow, watch-watch, nigga, ayy Thotties all in my hair like bug lice, nigga, ayy Loud is all in the air, get it through your magnifier, nigga, ayy Do a nigga too dirty, now my Ruger dirty, ayy Bitch, it's Glo Gangteen, nigga, no, it ain't 2:30, ayy Blowin' big ass blunts of that Tooka like a new .30 Come through, turn a nigga block party into a fuckin' pool party On that 300 shit, Moe and Betoe, R.I.P., 33 in the clip Thots on that eater shit, got my gun on me in case you slippin' Niggas wanna be down with that D-Town shit, may Tayski R.I.P I'm Steve Drive, may L'A he R.I.P, ayy ayy Front$treet where I start sellin' D That white girl got the best of me, ayy Now I'm rich, I still get felonies Never snitch, nigga, that be me Never bitch, nigga, that be me But I got bitches every day, every week And some be raw and some be weak My gun be raw, what gun be weak? Nappy hair like buckwheat seed Shout out every girl that fuck with me, club with me If I ain't have dough, wouldn't fuck with me, notice me I fuck for free, that bitch ass tried to lotus me I guess she start noticin' my roller receipt Not no Rolex, but the bankroll on receipt She know I'm ballin' from my grocery receipts He know I'm ballin' when I blow it, and he sees Check out my house, look at the toilet, and he sees Check out my roll, look at the ceiling and the streets Check out my TV, they 3DD LED Check out my farm, it's a diamond in every tree, hold on