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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 what the fuck time it is man

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

[Hook: Chief
No Instagram it can go
I fuck with niggas that play both sides
I smelt the dope when we drove past
Stopped to get some and some more gas
I'm fresher than a fucking Hebrew
If you owe me I see you
Walk in get a tee or two
Yellow whip that's that pickachu

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

[Hook:Chief

[Caper
Ball bring that money out boy
Y'all what time it is
All we wanna see is red and nigga
Or I should say red and green
Blood and nigga

[Fredo
Rob a fuck nigga take his shit
Ran off with pack you a whole bitch
Bitches in the trap I make hoes strip
Them hoes don't wanna fuck I them 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 whole
Phone ringing all this money coming in
Remember being on the block 3 for 10
Try to rob I put one up in yo wig
I don't carry 38. all I is cigs
Let beef get serious I smoke your kids
niggas ain't did what I did
Remember running from the had to hop the fence
And you can't around if you ain't popping shit

Chief Keef]

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

Chief Keef]