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]