Lyrics In It - Chief Keef

I′ma smoke ya, smoke ya, smoke ya, ayee
Kush I'm smoking, smoking, smoking, ayee
Big ass four oh I am toting, ayee
Don′t make me put this bitch in motion
I'm off a flat, I don't know where my car went
I named my nina Gina just like Martin
My blunts look like Peter
Swear it got rolls in it
She ask me why my pants sagging, cause bankrolls in it

Wait, hold on, aye
I′m smoking on a big blunt of Carlton
Tryna figure out where my car went
I think I parked it up that mountain
I don′t know, I was off Xanax, ayee
I don't know, bitch, I was off ten flats, ayee
I don′t know, I was off them ten blunts, ayee
I don't know, I was high as a fuck, ayee
They know I don′t give no fuck, ayee
Come through, catch your bitch ass
Light you up, candle up, ayee
Tell your mans to get up, eey
50 knock him down, he can't get up, ayee
Smoking tooka, tooka, tooka
I′m smoking tutu like a hookah
I'm smoking tutu like a blue one
A blue cigarette, alright now
You gon meet my two drums

I'ma smoke ya, smoke ya, smoke ya, ayee
Kush I′m smoking, smoking, smoking, ayee
Big ass four oh I am toting, ayee
Don′t make me put this bitch in motion
I'm off a flat, I don′t know where my car went
I named my nina Gina just like Martin
My blunts look like Peter
Swear it got rolls in it
She ask me why my pants sagging, cause bankrolls in it

Flexing on em
Baby girl, I'm counting checks up on em
I got these bitches wet up on em
Niggas can′t even get seconds from em
And I don't even pay them, though
But my shit playing on the radio
That′s if I want it to
You know I don't give a fuck or two, though
I ain't got no Hublot
Got a Breitling with about eightytwo stones
I got a chain with about eightyfour stones
And I′m only eighteen, what you on?
I′m off this Xanax right now
Need a fucking flat right now
I'm smoking on this blunt right now
Still screaming fuck rehab right now

I′ma smoke ya, smoke ya, smoke ya, ayee
Kush I'm smoking, smoking, smoking, ayee
Big ass four oh I am toting, ayee
Don′t make me put this bitch in motion
I'm off a flat, I don′t know where my car went
I named my nina Gina just like Martin
My blunts look like Peter
Swear it got rolls in it
She ask me why my pants sagging, cause bankrolls in it