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[Caper
Aye wop go that tech man
Tray load that FN up
Lil load that shit up man
know we smoke out the 448
Pouring out the
Aye bring that money counter out boy
You know the fuck time it is man

Keef:Verse]
Splashing on these bitches yea that's sea salt
All the in this foreign I'm like yeehaw
You know we got that defense let's b-ball
I think I'm Ray Charles I can't see y'all
theses on how bitch these the new cappers
This our shit ain't no new trappers
Going in this foreign like I can't move backwards
You on the fuck shit and take that it a tap ya
I'm with a white she a coke head
My mentality is get more
I'm in a fast car it's a snow sled
Stick sticking out it's a forehead

Chief Keef]
No it can go live
I don't fuck with niggas that both sides
I keep smelt the dope when we past
Stopped to get some backwoods and more gas
Bitch I'm fresher than a Hebrew
If you owe me I see you
in Valentino get a tee or two
Yellow black whip that pickachu

[Ball
Ran off on the in 09'
Just a model wife with a bow tie
I'm with now might as well call 'em slime
All I see is money I I'm going blind
Hater on my face I call them the specs
Hit neimans we just ran through a
some Fn"ins we just ran through the techs
I just her from the back on a fucking jet

[Hook:Chief

Boy:Bridge]
Ball that money counter out boy
Y'all know what it is
All we wanna see is red and nigga
Or I should say red and nigga
Blood and nigga

[Fredo
Rob a fuck nigga take his shit
Ran off with your pack you a bitch
Bitches in the trap I make them strip
Them hoes don't wanna fuck I make hoes dip
I been getting money like 06'
Phone booming I just moved a whole
Got 100 shot I shoot at whole clique
Got 100 shot I shoot up your whip
Phone ringing damn all this money in
being on the block selling 3 for 10
Try to rob I put one up in yo wig
I don't carry 38. all I is cigs
Let this beef get serious I your kids
niggas ain't did what I did
Remember from the cops had to hop the fence
And you can't hang if you ain't popping shit

[Hook Keef]

Boy I'm on savage shit
that rapping shit
I'll hit your up then chops automatic spit
Nigga we gon off
Fuck it on
Nigga said the wit it,boy stop it they mad soft
In the trap get off
We got mad
Bitch you ain't off molly nigga,thats some salt
Try to rob huh off
Get you mad
Bitch I get that like a cash crow

Chief Keef]