Chief Keef - No Hook Gang lyrics

rate me

Feat. Andy Milonakis

No one knock this bicth, thow our killer in our click

Glo boy, dope boy, gorrilas in our mist

You barely ain’t shit and your roary ain’t sick

I’m above money cuz money don’t exist

The meditate porny way, pour out of fifty

Now you see my dark side, I am on zip

Invisible watches on my fat rips

That bitch you can get a fat dick

How you think you working?

No, not me

I’m lettin’ all the internet, ready TV

I stay gold up like a fire fly, fire fly

I’m hier then high, leave you laying and lie

Saidf I;m blowing strong O-s then Oprah

Cuz bitch I’m deeper then fucking deep drop bitch

My whisle can’t do sayin’ all alone

This ain’t for the main, you on the low

They I pull up and can’t do, lay `em on te floor

I got cake on the floor and cake up on my throne

I got cake on my pocket, cake up on my shoe

They ain’t talking bout the cake, they got shit to do

With me, I can’t do chopper GU

Cuz we heard they got the hit on the back and they got fifty two

You better hide your fucking young baller

Come throw with that mad bullet scate ball wizzer wide

You better hide your fucking marby

Cuz the hit in the hit, it’s been my project

Lil boy alwayse on trap beat, they always beat

The bangy alwayse hit on the ____(?)

Today I’mma come, zipping all week

I got swag on my fucking poacky

Usually I come throw Ferrari

Now I don’t give a motherfucker bout the OT

I’m global, global

Want in OT, you don’t know shit til I had my middle glowing

Pull of, pull of while you got it slowly

You a beef you can have it properly heavy

Come throw pill lower and you’ll mess with police

I got shells best spills and they love the hoer shit