Lyrics Catch Up (feat. Chief Keef) - Chief Keef , G Herbo , Southside

808 mafia

Niggas bitches, yeah I know
Pop out, scared to tote they poles
Remember 2012, we was selling blow
See 4-7, had to tuck and roll
Used to walk our blocks, upping poles
Now we pop out, up them rolls
Foe'nem gon jump out, Hummers blow
To all my dead guys, I say, "rest up"

Mama told me, "step up"
Know you gotta catch up, feds can't even catch us
Get on our bad side, that's bad luck, nigga
I'm here, then I'm there, I'm Casper, nigga

And my niggas lurking, they catch you right there
That's the last spot, nigga (skrr)
Ride with them 30's on, I ain't never using no stash box, nigga
We loading up fat Glocks
These whips, these masks hot, red dots
All fuck niggas see red dots
Everybody receive head shots

Ayy you hail mary fuck nigga toe tags
Doing them bitches like quarterbacks
Ring on your bell, did you order that shit?
Ain't enough, I need more than that
Your second Fiji, where the porter at?
Big shells on top, big Norbit fans
Foe'nem two blocks away, a little more than that

Hop out the whips, it's a light show
That's what it looks like
I'ma bang on some lil' ice
Glizzy on me, but he told me, "Big bro,
I'ma kill a fuck nigga on sight, what he look like?"
100 years in the whip, we in traffic
The Jakes on the left, so I'm busting a ri'night
Stepped over niggas gon' hop on the E-way
And sit at the table, we waiting on some ribeyes

This little block on the ri'night, we busting a li'neft
Closing a Bentley, busting up in there
Cover my hand, water's up in there
Got a new fizzay wanna eat me up in there
Seen your spot, meet me up in there
And they on our block, before I even get there
Duck duck goose with a scope, you just sittin' there (Ha ha)

To all my dead guys, I say, "rest up"
Mama told me, "step up"
Know you gotta catch up, feds can't even catch us, nigga
Get on our bad side, that's bad luck, nigga
I'm here, then I'm there high, I'm Casper, nigga

Niggas bitches, yeah I know
Pop out, scared to tote they poles
Remember 2012, we was selling blow
See 4-7, had to tuck and roll
Used to walk our blocks, upping poles
Now we pop out, up them rolls
Foe'nem gon jump out, Hummers blow
Know I go where the bums go

You ain't even gonna see it when we hop out, windows tinted
They scared to look in the back, but we in it
I ain't even been on the head in a minute
But I said don't play we gon' learn it
Slow up, Swervo, let me get it
Nigga's ain't even got legs, tryna kick it
Smokin' loud, how we sound?
Drove all day, don't party round

Bust down shit, 60k on my wrist wear
You said she loyal, but your bitch just stared
2500 is about what I wear
1200 just to get head, I don't care

We hit your block from the rear (from the rear)
You can get shot like a deer (like a deer)
Assault rifle black like my hair (like my hair)
This shit is clearer than air (clearer than air)
And we hittin' I swear
Draco airin' out everybody out there (everybody out there)
Nigga ridin' with it, I swear (swear)
Pull on your block, but ain't nobody out there (nobody out there)

FaceTime (FaceTime)
A sign (a sign)
Tell us (tell us)
That you're outside (you're outside)
Slow up (slow up)
This is how it's right
Nigga's been bitches whole life (whole life)
See him, gonna kill him on sight (on sight)

808 mafia