Chief Keef - What The Fuck Is Y'all On (Remix) lyrics
rate meFeat. Juicy J
(Verse)
Ooh my God they caught this nigga loafin'
Hit him for his chain then see what else he totin’
Tell that fuck nigga I need all the money I loaned him
And if he talkin shit then fuck it, smoke him
To his mamma when you see your son on the news
This is business bitch don't get it confused
He owed me two racks so they found him in them 2
Fives tens twenties fifties bitch pay your dues
I don't give a fuck money is money
Yea I'm geeked up but ain't shit funny
But niggas don't fuck with you like you fuck with them
They want the money and the fame minus hustlin’
(Hook)
I still mob throw my city like I'm fuckin’ King Kong
What the fuck is y'all on x 2
Like I don't ride with ‚em burners go bur rum ba bum bum
What the fuck is y'all on x 2
Juicy got the streets talking cuz a nigga still on
Still ridin’ clean still gettin’ high still blown
What the fuck is y'all on x 2
Like I don't ride with ‚em burners go bur rum ba bum bum
(Verse)
I'ma pull them bazookas out and start cleanin’ house
Kidnapped and missing that's how we do it in the Dirty South
And when I come throw you pussy niggas gone respect it
And stop cryin’ over these bitches bein’ eyeball reckless
Cuz niggas want to fight over hoes and kill themselves
Before they do that they tryin’ to kill somebody else
These niggas stupid as fuck that's why I keep my shit on me
Cuz all these jackers think they gone rob me ain't gone get a piece
But I'm just laughin’ at ‚em I'll grab my mask and get them
I'm from the old school I'll go buy the realist system
If it's illegal don't tell no nigga your business
Cuz you'll be in your house and them jackers will be in it
(Hook)
(Verse)
We smokin' kush, I'm taking breaths
If a opp in my lane, I'm takin' breaths
They ain't comin' right, then we leave him left
Bein’ a billionaire, bitch I see myself
I'm Chief Sosa, Chief Keef Sosa
Give me some lime green, and sume pink soda
And a fuckin’ pill, I'm in it for real
Say goodnight, to your bitch
She got good brain, she ain’t focused
I'm hocus, cuz I pocus
I'm 3 hunnit bitch you on some ho shit
I'm blowing, Reese blowin'
Mac blowin', bitch we all blowin'
It's O-End, fuck ya end
Lil Moe land We tookin’
We make shit very scary, somethin’ like the beat
You talkin' a lot of shit, don't you tire me
What up Santana? Fredo Santana
We got on bandanas, guns man handled
Ay Big Woo, let's hit this stain bitch
I'm the same bitch, I need brain bitch
Bang-bang bitch, I gang-bang bitch
Fuck a main bitch, don't got no main bitch
Uh my guys just caught a nigga lackin'
We got 30 clips of them rachets
And we gonna let 'em have it
And bitch we all savage, 3hunnit savage
Bullets flyin' like maggots, and bitch I'm bout my cabbage
Loud and that lean, make a stupid horror scene
3 hunniy the team, what the fuck do you mean?
Like pretty and pink, everyday is Halloween (everyday is Halloween)
Know I’mm rockin’, L. GD baby, Sosa baby
