Chief Keef

Chief Keef - New School lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

Fuck the bitch she doing right, bad boy, rude boy

Heavy money in my pants, boy yo money too light

One plus one equals two, yeah you're right

Bitches come through and fuck me like its It’s two on high

Keep it cool boy, ya boy, one boy, 2 boy

A hunnid thousand dolla car, I can get 2 for it

Pull up inside of yo level, I'm a jerk, new boy

I fuck with all the old school rappers, I'm a new school boy

(Verse)

I'm smokin' dope, ya smokin' on the fool boy

I'm ridin' foreign, rims look like 4 new boys

I’m smokin' olds, I smoke out the peace too boy

I’m sweatin' like i got a feva, jewelry be the flu boy

Ya should know, we don't fuck with new boys

I treat these niggas like the bottom of my shoes boy

I want a boat but I bought a coupe boy

And bought a four, so when I get tired of 2 boy

I switch it ova, hop up in my 4 door

I’m goin' dumb, more money i get bored more

Since I'm the captain of the ship, I tell yo ho to board

Ay bitch I'm the score, ya betta not be borin'

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

She betta top me right, she just got off 2 flights tonight

She want the pipe, but I heard that cool bite, I'm cool Ike

What ya worrying bout, Nike just do it right

Bitch I Glo, chandelier, Christmas lights, pull ice

I be flexing so damn hard, I think I need 2 mics

I be doing so damn much, I think I need 2 lifes

Remember having fight nights now I'm havin' food nights

I eat all the food, fuck a fool house it's fool nights

Remember havin' pistol fights, now I'm havin' food fights

Now we havin' rack fights, now we havin' jewel fights

Now we havin' pool fights, ya know mine betta than yos right?

No need for no mansion fights cuz I got my own aisle

(Hook)

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