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chief keef - too trim lyrics

[intro]
(sosa on the beat)

[verse 1]
i be smokin’ on that reefer ’til i pass the f_ck out
let your b_tch ass in the club, you get dragged the f_ck out
caught that b_tch up in my stash, she got smacked the f_ck out
back up in the parking spot, no time to back the f_ck out
you can gamble with your life and you gon’ cr_p the f_ck out
i be smokin’ all this green so i don’t black the f_ck out
goin’ up against the mob and you get whacked the f_ck out
had to stop poppin’ x before i snapped the f_ck out
big rifle make you think a n_gga camped the f_ck out
n_gga need to get some sleep, man, i’m vamped the f_ck out
foenem done caught you lackin’ and they ran the f_ck down
i’m the only one can tell them n_ggas stand the f_ck down
my whole fam with that street sh_t, it was handed the f_ck down
i’m somewhere up on the clouds tryna get the f_ck down, huh?
b_tch came in the crib stinkin’, told her get the f_ck out
f_ck you and your clique, you can call them n_ggas up now

[chorus]
a n_gga wanted bands, so i came out with a plan
had to do it on my own, i ain’t holdin’ out my hand
shout out to my mans, i mean shout out to my friends
if they shot your ass once, they’ll shoot your ass again
shout out to my stans, i mean shout out to my fans
they like, “when he gonna drop? man, that n_gga cap again”
shout out to your wife, i mean shout out to your b_tch
she in a double_r truck bent over like an ant
see chief keef live
get tickets as low as $80
[verse 2]
make me lose my f_ckin’ temper, hit the nerve switch
yeah, you ride it like a broom, you still a bird, witch
in this life, a n_gga live or make you nervous
he say he sh_ttin’ on chief so, what is it, birdsh_t?
when i’m sh_ttin’ on a n_gga, it’s big t_rds, b_tch
i lay back, get the top, and smoke purp, b_tch
what i’m rollin’ up gon’ have me flat like the earth, b_tch
finish your food so you can come and eat your dessert, b_tch
i got my own m’s, i don’t give a f_ck what you worth, b_tch
f_ck your ears, n_gga, i don’t give a f_ck what you heard, b_tch
how you suck at cookin’? that sh_t make my stomach hurt, b_tch
with that loose_ass p_ssy, go and put it on reserve, b_tch
with that dry_ass p_ssy, go and get some f_ckin’ preserve, b_tch
dig a hole and put your ass in it, i’m joe dirt, b_tch
now you gotta go ’cause your dumb ass gettin’ on my nerves, b_tch
i’m a walkin’ iphone, b_tch, i be alert

[chorus]
n_gga wanted bands, so i came out with a plan
had to do it on my own, i ain’t holdin’ out my hand
shout out to my mans, i mean shout out to my friends
if they shot your ass once, they’ll shoot your ass again
shout out to my stans, i mean shout out to my fans
they like, “when he gonna drop? man, that n_gga cap again”
shout out to your wife, i mean shout out to your b_tch
she in a double_r truck bent over like an ant
[verse 3]
my kid ain’t say her mama name, she said my name first
boy, all your sh_t sound the same, you rap the same verse
the police took him in the room, he said our name first
wish i could stay up in the bed because i hate work
you’re lookin’ for a rainbow, n_gga, it gotta rain first
hogwarts, i got one up in the chamber
all this land, i gotta hire me some rangers
she said she gon’ give me top, she gotta drink first
coochie wet as h_ll, i told that ho to drain first
baby mama bust my windows out of anger
mama always told me never talk to strangers
got me gettin’ my dumb ass out of dangers
called me broke, he said that dumb sh_t out of anger
tell that n_gga hang that sh_t up on a hanger
d_ck be draggin’ on the floor, b_tch, i’m a sw_nger
f_ck n_gga, bob your head, this a banger

- chief keef lyrics

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