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"Never Coming Back" is a track by Chief Keef, from the album The Glory Road, released 9th July 2011. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Chorus: Chief Keef] I get money, stacks I've gotta get that Niggas they be hating, then they body get wrapped All these shots hit that, they motherfucking hat When I hit a bitch, she know I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back Smoking strong, bitch I'm high, I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back [Verse 1: Chief Keef] [?] ryms, these bitches be sentimental I lend him some shells we call that rental Grab my [?] and God be with him We win we can't lose, still racks we gotta see Remember when I first met that money, she took the player out of me My earrings how I freeze, pussy niggas give me allergies Man I'm all about them stacks, I'm with it to the max When I hit a bitch, she know I ain't never coming back I'm never coming back, and yes ima run with that Get high with my partner nem, fucking all these bitches too Like I'm in high school, you lame and I can't sit with you Me and my niggas bout that money, we down like our ass I believe I can fly and nobody smoke loud as much as I [Chorus: Chief Keef] I get money, stacks I've gotta get that Niggas they be hating, then they body get wrapped All these shots hit that, they motherfucking hat When I hit a bitch, she know I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back Smoking strong, bitch I'm high, I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back [Verse 2: SD] See me I dress casually, according to the shopping spree Yeah you know I'm getting that, got loud bands, I'm cool with that Got cash can't take me off the map, 40 on me take his [?] Tryna run, send shots, don't test me On cloud 9, ballin hard, knock it out like a golf cart All my hittas gotta eat, don't trip shit Drilla got combo, what I been miss Niggas shooting they ain't really tryna hit shit Talk shit, bitch up Poor nigga styles, they act up Chief Keef, SD, shouts out to Front Street Picture perfect, painted up Lames they mad, can't fuck with us Blackgate, we drill hard, summertime, gotta deal cards Fuckboys, they won't leave, they acting like they know me Head shots, no leg shots, nigga trippin, tryna put me in a dead spot [Chorus: Chief Keef] I need money, stacks I gotta get that Niggas they be hating, they body get wrapped All these shots hit that, they motherfucking hat When I hit a bitch, she know I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back Smoking strong, bitch I'm high, I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back [Verse 3: Chief Keef] Smoking on that loud pack, and I'm never coming back Bitches like what I'm smoking now, now they smoking that Shawty telling me she love me, so I tell her "yeah yeah" Is it then diamonds in my ear, maybe that, hell yeah Sippin goose, stuntin hard, listen shawty I be [?] Talk about life, only started, fucking em light leave they ass in the dark I go hard, [?] Somebody lied, I'm not a star Bad bitch yellow, sum like Bart [?] but bitch it's hard [Chorus: Chief Keef] I need money, stacks I gotta get that Niggas they be hating, they body get wrapped All these shots hit that, they motherfucking hat When I hit a bitch, she know I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back Smoking strong, bitch I'm high, I ain't never coming back I ain't never coming back, never coming back If you front me some cash, it ain't never coming back
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