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Chief Keef

Charge My Car

 

Charge My Car

(album: Bang 3, Pt. 2 - 2015)


[Hook:]
My glove department filled with residue
Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool
When I pull out them hundreds boy I'm blessing dude
I got a hundred for you, you, and you
Hop out at the gas station cause I'm a star
Full tank cause I didn't even charge my car
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in
She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa you winnin'"

I rolled up 10 joints, I got weed for days
I got all this green I swear that its my baby
I've been getting money since my senior days
But I forgot I didn't go to school I'm crazy
I put Margiela's on my fucking shoes
I poured 2 deuces nigga fuck some booze
I'm rolling up 3 grams in the fucking wood
Don't worry bout me, I'm getting money I'm good
I pull up to the club and them doors go up
Motivation? No-you's only dumb fucks
Gotta use the shower, hella hundreds in the tub
The police can run in here, I don't give no fucks

[Hook:]
My glove department filled with residue
Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool
When I pull out them hundreds boy I'm blessing dude
I got a hundred for you, you, and you
Hop out at the gas station cause I'm a star
Full tank cause I didn't even charge my car
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in
She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa you winnin'"

I got a million un-read texts
I got a million red text messages
I only read 'em if you're talking benji's
Can't be talking small, gotta be talking plenty
I got 6 hoes in 6 different beds
Dro and Mike told me I'm the black Elvis Presley
I got hoes in 50 different states
Been all around the world, can't tell me bout a penny
Member kicking doors and hitting stains
I'm eating good, fuck your Craig Jenny
For all you dumb ass fucks, I'm talking Jenny Craig
Try to make me go on a diet, pussy I ain't wit it
(BANG BANG)

[Hook:]
My glove department filled with residue
Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool
When I pull out them hundreds boy I'm blessing dude
I got a hundred for you, you, and you
Hop out at the gas station cause I'm a star
Full tank cause I didn't even charge my car
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in
She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa you winnin'"

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