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Trojan
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Chief Keef
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Bands all fill my pockets, b*t*h I’m stuck in my glory Copped a Porsche Cayenne and then I stuck it on forges Sipping all this drink like we just got it imported Smoking on your rent and b*t*h I’m sipping your mortgage What it is Don’t play with me, play with your kids (aye) Accelerate, my sh*t wiggle like a little fish Let em hate, stop acting like a little b*t*h (aye) The sh*t we tote play longer tape on Datpiff Sosa, n***as hoes, give em ass shots In the field posted on the bad block (aye) In the spot, we got mad Glocks (aye) n***as softer than a mascot (aye) Hit the lean than I snoozed off (aye) Red beam your nose, call you Rudolph (aye) Don’t make us push your cushion, you’re too soft (aye) Your b*t*h got up on my stage and got boo’d off You know you ain’t trapping hard as me lil n***a (aye) You know I am who you wanna be lil n***a (aye) I’m rolling hard up with my teeth lil n***a Dirty-thirty clean sh*t up like beach lil n***a n***as out here faking (aye) And I just want the cake b*t*h and My daughter want a bracelet (aye) so I just got to face it (aye) Roll up a blunt and then I don’t eat That is for the moment For the money, I’ll postpone it We warriors, no trojan My ice like police, it’ll freeze a n***a Got me cole like Keisha, n***a Now I’m colder than a pizza n***a Fresher than a kid on Easter n***a My b*t*h be mad I can’t reach her n***a With a b*t*h more yellow than Lisa n***a In the trap lil boy I’m your teacher Then smoke a pound for no reason Starring like she ain’t never seen a star 700 horse, you ever seen this car f**k A’s and B’s, we wanted A’s and R’s Never let a ride hoe paper dawg Grand hustle, we on our paper trail In lower Kane Leaving tire trails Please don’t make us start burning sh*t cause we love how that fire smells Glory boys they up to something You already know we bumming Checks keep coming, steady thumbing My n***as ain’t for nothing [Verse 7: Chief Keef]: Tripping over designer, Im so clumsy Going off the wall like Humpty Dumpty They tryna give me life they gotta chase me If you want me to show up you gotta pay me Remember when I couldn’t even afford a Tracy Now every f**king blunt be a Tray, see Put the Glock in the middle your eyes and your McGrady And after you go through them you gotta face me n***as out here faking And I just want the cake b*t*h and My daughter want a bracelet (aye) so I just got to face it (aye) Roll up a blunt and then I don’t eat That is for the moment For the money I’ll postpone it We warriors, no trojan (aye)
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