lirik lagu chief keef - it's a pound (tec: feed the streets edition)
[intro]
finna pull up on my ex (on my ex)
pull up on my ex make that b~tch mad (make that b~tch mad)
i ain’t got no f~cking type of respect (type of respect)
but i heard you get respect with the tec (respect with the tec)
hook: chief keef
boy hold my jewelry, it’s a pound ay (it’s a pound)
brick on my wrist right now (right now)
and i’m finna go and scoop yo b~tch (scoop yo b~tch)
and i’m finna go and scoop some kicks (scoop some kicks)
finna pull up on my ex (on my ex)
pull up on my ex make that b~tch mad (make that b~tch mad)
i ain’t got no f~cking type of respect (type of respect)
but i heard you get respect with the tec (respect with the tec)
verse 1: chief keef
d~moe go grab the pound (d~moe go grab the pound)
thots coming over to suck us right now (come and suck us right now)
roll up, let’s get high (let’s get high, b~tch)
smoke a n~gga frown (smoke a n~gga frown b~tch)
let ’em come up in this f~cking house (in this house)
pistol to his motherf~cking mouth (to his f~ckin’ mouth, bang)
i told him watch his motherf~ckin’ mouth (told him watch his mouth, gang)
who the f~ck talking now? (who talkin’ now?)
flexin, look at my muscle (look at my motherf~ckin’ muscle)
my truck got a muscle (truck got a motherf~ckin’ muscle)
it ain’t american, it’s foreign (b~tch it’s foreign)
my b~tch ain’t american, she foreign (my b~tch’s foreign)
she is from dubai (dubai)
i got that check, then i flew by, i roll by
didn’t stop for n0body (n0body)
i don’t f~ck with n0body (f~ck with n0body, no)
i’ll hop out and f~ck your body and your party
we’ll come through, shoot your party (shoot your party)
who told you to party? not glogang (not glogang, b~tch)
f~ck boy you’s a no name (you’s a no name)
hook: chief keef
boy hold my jewelry, it’s a pound ay (it’s a pound)
brick on my wrist right now (right now)
and i’m finna go and scoop yo b~tch (scoop yo b~tch)
and i’m finna go and scoop some kicks (scoop some kicks)
finna pull up on my ex (on my ex)
pull up on my ex make that b~tch mad (make that b~tch mad)
i ain’t got no f~cking type of respect (type of respect)
but i heard you get respect with the tec (respect with the tec)
verse 2: tadoe
i just bought a chopper let’s do a hit (let’s do a hit)
you wifin’ her, she doing d~cks (she doing d~cks)
i got a .30 with a stick (with a stick)
i’m glo gang, we h~lla rich (we h~lla rich)
these n~ggas hate but n~ggas b~tches (but n~ggas b~tches)
these n~ggas tellin’, n~ggas snitches (n~ggas snitches)
and you know snitches they get stitches (they get stitches)
pulling up and you get digits (and you get digits)
talking numbers, hunnid rounds (hunnid rounds)
catch you lacking, it’s man down (it’s man down)
when i k!ll you, i’mma frown (k!ll you, i’mma frown)
ain’t no f~cking laughing or playing around
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