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Chief Keef

Flat Line

 

Flat Line


[Intro:]
Young Chop on the beat
(Shout to 3Hunna) Sosa baby Lou what it do baby
GBE baby

[Hook:]
Run up on me you get flat lined
I'm buying AK's and Mags now
I said bitch look at my background, she wanna let me smash now
Fuck nigga we ain't feeling yall, unless we pull up in that foreign
Bitch I'm balling like I'm a Jordan
I said we full of ignorance

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Bitch my ice shine so bright, bitch you need me in your life
I'm 3Z row twice, O-Block bitch for life (o-block)
Said she like me cuz my name Ray (Sosa)
And I said money ain't a damn thing, I spend it on the same thing
Same Gucci belts with same jeans (Gucci [x2])
I'm smoking, I'm in god's turf
Start shooting that's fireworks
Wrist black, that's oil work, Dirty money that's hard work

[Hook:]
Run up on me you get flat lined, I'm buying AK's and Mags now
I said bitch look at my background, she wouldn't let me smash now
Fuck nigga we ain't feeling yall, unless we pull up in that foreign
Bitch I'm balling like I'm a Jordan
I said we full of ignorance

[Verse 2: King Louie]
20 Thousand O, hundreds coming through a check [x3]
Got a hunnit in the I don't leave opponents wet
Got on shit that ain't out yet, I'm too cool, they reject
Use your brain and could eject, Bend it up, pockets erect
Throw a bands in my settum
Flies, fuck like a jet,
Got a bitch from the Jets, pussy tight and it's wet
We young rich and ignorant
Purple mixed up in the rex
My life's a movie so intense, a decade for the rims
No tents, superman flo can't
Goldie bitch, I po pimp
Mack a bitch, then crack her shit
She pop her gums, and smack her lips
I spin in cash and stack up chips
Get wasted and fuck new chicks
M.O.B. until I RIP, poor script

[Hook:]
Run up on me you get flat lined, I'm buying AK's and Mags now
I said bitch look at my background, she wanna let me smash now
Fuck nigga we ain't feeling yall, unless we pull up in that foreign
Bitch I'm balling like I'm a Jordan
I said we full of ignorance

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