Chief Keef dives into themes of betrayal, self-reliance, and success in his signature raw style. He addresses a lover who allowed external influences to disrupt their relationship, expressing confusion and frustration about the situation. In contrast, he celebrates his own accomplishments and material wealth, highlighting his status and resilience. The repeated refrain underscores his disbelief at the events and emphasizes his focus on moving forward without looking back. With mentions of his luxurious lifestyle and unwavering confidence, Keef paints a picture of both personal and financial triumph. #Authentic #Resilience
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Lyrics
What da fuck
How da fuck did you let your friends come
In between us and what we’ve done
How da fuck
What da fuck your thot thought this shit was
Nigga dream on, get you big money
How da fuck, what da fuck
Sosa got that good stuff
Since I smoked that good pack
I won't look back what da fuck
How da fuck you fit those subs on yo trunk
Baby I got the tool in it
Bitch I'm the mechanic
I'm the mechanic, one eyed bandit
Fix this shit with all mah linens
I ain't got my diamonds dirty now I
Got to go and clean them
Pulled up, bitch what's happening
Bitch, she's down to hop in traffic
Walk up in the stores, I'm cashin'
Then I'm walking the fuck up out it
Niggas faggots, bitches maggots
Riding fast, thought it was tragic
Love Ben Franklins, thought it was magic
Uncle Sammy, bitch I'm taxin'
Bling bling, racks in mah jeans
Bling bling, look at mah ring
Bling bling, look at mah chain
Ring ring with my ring
Smoke KI, smoke Tooka, KI was a shooter
And I'm Almighty but I got on fuckin' Buddhas
300 for these Trueys 500 for the new ones
I riding with my boo thang
Finna pick up my new thang
What da fuck
How da fuck did you let your friends come
In between us and what we’ve done
How da fuck
What da fuck your thot thought this shit was
Nigga dream on, get you big money
How da fuck, what da fuck
Sosa got that good stuff
Since I smoked that good pack
I won't look back what da fuck
How da fuck you fit those subs on yo trunk
Baby I got the tool in it
Bitch I'm the mechanic
Had to paint my car red, fire red
Pull a hoe like aw shit
Talk shit, niggas like to talk shit
Cause they walkin', aw shit
Pull up on them bitches like aw shit
This dope got me coughin'
Thought I was going up in a coffin aw shit
What them niggas say when we pull up sparkin'
We ain't parkin'
Got a bad ass bitch riding for me
What da fuck
How da fuck did you let your friends come
In between us and what we’ve done
How da fuck
What da fuck your thot thought this shit was
Nigga dream on, get you big money
How da fuck, what da fuck
Sosa got that good stuff
Since I smoked that good pack
I won't look back what da fuck
How da fuck you fit those subs on yo trunk
Baby I got the tool in it
Bitch I'm the mechanic
Writer(s): KEITH COZART, MICHAEL BRENDAN O'BRIEN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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