Chief Keef — Flattered

[Produced by Zaytoven] [Intro] Aye, aye (?) with those lights man Bang, bang, bang Twenty of them things Bring those racks up I made racks for all them things Yeah ain't no more Act' man It's some PTs and bricks, ain't no more Act' We cashing out man Glock shells You know how we coming [Hook] Chief So the most anticipated trapper Why you always shittin'? I'm a crapper Fishy ass niggas, ya'll some crappers Had to smack the bitch head cause she's a grabber Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered [Verse 1] Walked up in the court, I'm reekin' Yeah I'm reekin' now I'm blinging Smell like a pound of skunk, you smell like a pound of peaches I remember trappin', ridin' round in the Regal Now I pull up in that i8, look like some Adidas Stripes on my shit so you know you can't beat me Fredo in the cut like the sore on my fuckin' knee and Ridin' fast while I'm eatin', my car look like neon You know I got D-Money, I'm flexin' like I'm Deion Your weed stepped on, guess what? My shit peed on I'm hot up in this bitch, someone get some fuckin' Freon For my air conditionin', it feel like I cut the heat on You wake up turn your swags on, I wake up turn my heat on You a lame ass duck nigga, nigga you a peon I'm coolin' at Leon's my independent kingdom I pulled up to Harold's, eight piece with some lemon Pepper on my shit, R. Kelly TP3 on [Hook] Chief So the most anticipated trapper Why you always shittin'? I'm a crapper Fishy ass niggas, ya'll some crabbers Had to smack the bitch head cause she's a grabber Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered [Verse 2] Everybody loves Raymond don't they These hoes'll eat my babies, won't they Hundred shots for eighty homies But I'm so well gettin' money Wanna go and get some cheese Hurry up, I'm really hungry Try me we can bill your homies Knock 'em down, rebuild your homies Oh, damn, come Burglary, we steal your homies Oh, damn, whore Potato shit, we peel your homie My homies come and kill your homies I'm paralyzed don't feel your homie Damn, vroom Pull up then four wheel your homie All these niggas really phony I got bread, I keep it long Slice you like a pizza homie Clear diamonds, Fiji on me Boy don't go Luigi on me Don't get caught what's in my tummy Hi-Tech what's in my tummy Bronx tale, nigga you know I keep it sunny, he keeps glo'n Coffee cake, nigga I got fajita on me I'm gone Reese's Pieces on you Where your heater? Keep it on you Only time you going bald is at the barber shop like Eva's (?) [Hook] Chief So the most anticipated trapper Why you always shittin'? I'm a crapper Fishy ass niggas, ya'll some crappers Had to smack the bitch head cause she's a grabber See Sosa the most underrated rapper I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered