lirik lagu chief keef - told y'all
[verse 1]
im inna new whip you ain’t seen it
finna hit the sprite with the remix (lean!)
all this f-ckin’ fendi, i’m the cleanest
i’m so wavy make a b-tch sea sick
i can only pipe a b-tch if she thick
pistol beat like bankroll & d. rich
two grand on these lv kicks
couple hundred horse power eat this
okay, you n-gg-s wanna sneak diss
chasing after money leave me sleepless
type of n-gg- fallout for a weak b-tch
i took her to the crib let her eat this
billie jean told a b-tch to beat it
ugh how she let a n-gg- beat it
would’ve told her she’ll make a good parent
until she swallowed my s-m-n
[hook]
i told y’all i was gon’ ball
i told y’all i was gon sh-t no stall
i told your girl i was gon’ call
but here her number back cause it ain’t happen at all
i told y’all i was gonna rock designer
i told y’all i was gonna get them bands
and if you wanna get super f-ckin’ rich
then only thing you need to stop f-ckin’ with is friends
i told y’all i was gonna eat good
i told y’all i was gonna make it out the hood
i told y’all imma count big racks
hop in my lane and im grabbing the wood
told yall that i got the mac, steve jobs
all this motherf-ckin’ horse power yee-haw!
b-tch i got bigger guns than t.i
he told y’all that i don’t, then he lied
[verse 2]
i just hit this blunt so motherf-cking hard
your b-tch just jumped in my motherf-cking car
i’m authentic you’s a motherf-ckin’ fraud
and my clip is a motherf-cking large
if i take the pedal in this foreign
oh can’t you tell ’em, i’m ignorant
used to be slidin down st. lawrence
if we catch you lackin’ then we scorin’
pull up in that all-white like a n-z-
lookin’ out for police and paparazzi
this b-tch hotter than a taki
told her give me that a$ap rocky
pull up in that all-white like a n-z-
lookin’ out for police and paparazzi
this b-tch hotter than a taki
told her give me that a$ap rocky
[hook]
i told y’all i was gon’ ball
i told y’all i was gon sh-t no stall
i told your girl i was gon’ call
but here her number back cause it ain’t happen at all
i told y’all i was gonna rock designer
i told y’all i was gonna get them bands
and if you wanna get super f-ckin’ rich
then only thing you need to stop f-ckin’ with is friends
i told y’all i was gonna eat good
i told y’all i was gonna make it out the hood
i told y’all imma count big racks
hop in my lane and im grabbing the wood
told yall that i got the mac, steve jobs
all this motherf-ckin’ horse power yee-haw!
b-tch i got bigger guns than t.i
he told y’all that i don’t, then he lied
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