Entry

[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