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(You're wearing crimson)
Cha
Cha
Luh bitch talkin'
Luh bitch talkin'
Cha
Bitch I feel like Chief Keef in 2012
I just keep on rappin' told that bitch that imma see myself
She asks me where she at I told that bitch in hell
Content here to sell
Content here to steal
I wanna see my face on a dollar bill
Play tennis with his head
That ain't none of your business
Irish roots
Still hate Guinness bitch that hurt your feelings
Shoot my shot like Jonathan Willis
Rainin' bullets no more kisses
Rainin' bullets no more disses
Makin' shots and no more pictures
Trust me dawg I got your man
Search my pockets rubber bands
Sag my shit I ain't shit my pants
I got family no more friends
Making music ain't pay my rent
Shout out now to all the fans
No one I will call my mans
Pull out 9s and do your dance
Cha
Luh bitch talkin'
That shit I wanna
That shit I wanna
That shit I wanna fuck lil gunnr
Never helped with shit
That shit I wanna I got none of
Never had that shit
Big business
Big business talkin' big racks
Big business
Big business talkin' big fax
Wait until my shit go viral
Social shit not on my side
We don't play we do no fights
Shoot your ass bitch I might
Bitch I feel like Chief Keef in 2012
I just keep on rappin' told that bitch that imma see myself
She asks me where she at I told that bitch in hell
Content here to sell
Content here to steal
I wanna see my face on a dollar bill
Bitch I feel like Chief Keef in 2012
I just keep on rappin' told that bitch that imma see myself
She asks me where she at I told that bitch in hell
Content here to sell