Hey
Ian wake yo' ass up always smokin' weed
I was late to my last show 'cause I was smokin' weed
I just caught a flight and woke up eatin' new cuisine
Spent time with a five and turned that bitch to a Hadid
Plane back to Cali', I need gas at my doorstep
Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib (bitch)
I could give a goddamn who you roll with
From O.T. 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shoutout to Oprah
Had to leave quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna feel me
Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams
Tried all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story
Get up off my couch and get a motherfuckin' job, shorty
So, so, so much mud in my cup, bitch, I'd prolly leave a stain
Should've bought some real estate, my dumbass bought a chain
Ridin' with my killers, bitch, we make you feel some pain
So damn high, a nigga startin' to talk like Johny Dang
Baby, Sosa always want the colors with some wings
That's why I go up and set that Lambo on them things
Run up on the gang, we take your bitch-ass to the range
Send you to the sky, you're just not goin' on a plane
Nigga, I don't know you, I don't wanna shake your hand
Life give you lemons, make a lemonade stand
Money over Bitches, nigga we only chasin' bands
Three things I won't take, shit, pussy and a stand
See me in the hood, I'll probably sell yo' ass a kilo
And when I was broke, bitches still was droppin' steelo
On a Lamborghini yacht, ho, I ain't settlin' for a speedboat
Bought my cars cash, so them bitches can't get repo'd
Plane back to Cali', I need gas at my doorstep
Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib
I could give a goddamn who you roll with
I'm O.T. 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shoutout to Oprah
Had to leave quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna feel me
Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams
Tried all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story
Get up off my couch and get a motherfuckin' job, shorty
16 Westbrook, you're cool but your team suck
Ran up four million in a plain fuckin' T-shirt
I could take your ass to school, get to teachin'
No, I don't remember what you told me, I was geeked, bitch
Boy, you gettin' way too old for a finsta
Hoe straight from 90210, she don't get nothin'
Throwed of a different type of dope, I don't feel nothin'
I could probably pay for your whole bowl with a fit pic
Treat the 'Rari like a motherfuckin' ripstik
She treat the Molly like it's motherfuckin' candy
I could walk a mile in them sorry-ass sandals
It's paper on the ground, tell me, why the hell I stand up?
On God
Video Shoot - Chief Keef和ian
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[00:10.65]Hey
[00:11.96]Ian wake yo' ass up always smokin' weed
[00:14.62]I was late to my last show 'cause I was smokin' weed
[00:18.09]I just caught a flight and woke up eatin' new cuisine
[00:20.83]Spent time with a five and turned that bitch to a Hadid
[00:23.85]Plane back to Cali', I need gas at my doorstep
[00:26.74]Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib (bitch)
[00:30.18]I could give a goddamn who you roll with
[00:32.63]From O.T. 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shoutout to Oprah
[00:35.82]Had to leave quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna feel me
[00:38.95]Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams
[00:41.80]Tried all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story
[00:44.98]Get up off my couch and get a motherfuckin' job, shorty
[00:47.67]So, so, so much mud in my cup, bitch, I'd prolly leave a stain
[00:50.82]Should've bought some real estate, my dumbass bought a chain
[00:53.93]Ridin' with my killers, bitch, we make you feel some pain
[00:56.92]So damn high, a nigga startin' to talk like Johny Dang
[00:59.91]Baby, Sosa always want the colors with some wings
[01:02.99]That's why I go up and set that Lambo on them things
[01:06.02]Run up on the gang, we take your bitch-ass to the range
[01:08.94]Send you to the sky, you're just not goin' on a plane
[01:11.98]Nigga, I don't know you, I don't wanna shake your hand
[01:14.95]Life give you lemons, make a lemonade stand
[01:17.92]Money over Bitches, nigga we only chasin' bands
[01:20.92]Three things I won't take, shit, pussy and a stand
[01:23.98]See me in the hood, I'll probably sell yo' ass a kilo
[01:27.09]And when I was broke, bitches still was droppin' steelo
[01:29.90]On a Lamborghini yacht, ho, I ain't settlin' for a speedboat
[01:32.93]Bought my cars cash, so them bitches can't get repo'd
[01:36.16]Plane back to Cali', I need gas at my doorstep
[01:39.16]Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib
[01:42.29]I could give a goddamn who you roll with
[01:44.82]I'm O.T. 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shoutout to Oprah
[01:47.88]Had to leave quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna feel me
[01:50.88]Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams
[01:53.86]Tried all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story
[01:56.93]Get up off my couch and get a motherfuckin' job, shorty
[01:59.83]16 Westbrook, you're cool but your team suck
[02:02.94]Ran up four million in a plain fuckin' T-shirt
[02:06.27]I could take your ass to school, get to teachin'
[02:08.95]No, I don't remember what you told me, I was geeked, bitch
[02:12.39]Boy, you gettin' way too old for a finsta
[02:14.78]Hoe straight from 90210, she don't get nothin'
[02:17.83]Throwed of a different type of dope, I don't feel nothin'
[02:20.96]I could probably pay for your whole bowl with a fit pic
[02:24.11]Treat the 'Rari like a motherfuckin' ripstik
[02:27.07]She treat the Molly like it's motherfuckin' candy
[02:29.99]I could walk a mile in them sorry-ass sandals
[02:32.62]It's paper on the ground, tell me, why the hell I stand up?
[02:36.27]On God
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