paroles de chanson Who Is That - Chief Keef

Ayy
(Sosa on the beat)
Ayy nigga
Ayy, it's me and gang nigga, take nigga
Got the bag, got the cup nigga
Shoot you up if you say som'
Ayy ayy, bang bang nigga, ayy

Boy my fucking watch cost a brick (fff beep)
And my favorite car, the X6 (the X6)
Stop the fucking flexing boy, you not with the shits (not with the shits)
Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (bang, bang)
We take the streets and start locking these shits (I lock it)

These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser six-pack (grah bang, bang, bang)
Got some money still tote choppas and shit (fff bang, bang, bang)
Knock, knock at my door, I'm at the peephole like who is that? (Who the fuck is this? Ayy)
Whatchu want man? Who the fuck is this?
Fuck is this? Who the fuck is this? (Ayy)

What you need, a fucking six-pack? (Six pack)
Knocking on my door (knock, knock), is you with the damn feds? (Damn, feds nigga, wassup, huh?)
What you need a fucking ten-pack? (Fucking ten pack nigga)
Give me a hundred, pussy you can get that (you can get that)
You say fuck Glo out your mouth, we push your fucking wig back (push your wig back, bang bang)

We got pistols in the club, fuck security, we slid that
I flow so hard, it made bulletproof shit crack
I'm Snoop Dizzle, I'm the motherfucking shiznat (I'm the shiznat, bitch)
I'm rolling in that Koenigsegg (that Koenigsegg, the car that)
All the hoes wanna give a kiss (thotty, thotty)

I'm smoking on that piss sack (that piss)
It smell like I just got done taking a piss (a piss)
You smoking on that shit pack (smokin' on that shit pack)
And it smell like you just got done taking a shit (a shit)
Customize a S.I.G MAC (s.I.G ayy)
'Cause you ain't never seen that shit (nah)
She suck my dick, I gave that bitch a tic-tac (lil' bitch, tic-tac, bitch)
Then told that ho to get the fuck out my shit (get out my car)

They come through gates, now we coming in the back (we in the back of that thang, bang, bang)
Catch yo ass barbecue you in with that (bang bang, woo, in that fucking thang)
Dear Mister Your Honor, I ain't sinning yet (your honor, phew, nah)
I'm just getting money I'm all in with that (just gettin' dough)
He should've, could've, would've, boy you couldn't shit (you couldn't have been that)
It's back from The Dead 2, I'm zombie-ing bitch
(BFTD2 nigga, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah nigga, ayy)

Boy my fucking watch cost a brick (cost brick, ayy ayy)
And my favorite car, the X6 (the X6)
Stop the fucking flexing boy, you not with the shits (not with the shits)
Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (bang, bang)
We take the streets and start locking these shits (I lock, lock, lock)
These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser six-pack (size as a Budweiser six-pack)
Got some money still tote choppas and shit (like bang bang)
Knock, knock at my door, I'm at the peephole like who is that? (Who the fuck is that?)

Pull off coming back (skrt), turn you into a running back (into a running back, bang)
Pull up in New Jersey, Mapes and Bergen nigga, slump yo ass (slump a nigga, gang)
I'm off the Henny, and the Pepsis, Xanax, and the Thrax (off the fuckin' thang)
In the flesh, pull up leave a nigga flat (skrt bang, bang, bang)
Leave a nigga on his back (bang, bang, bang, bang)
He should've fucking had his back-up (damn, his damn)

Bullets gave him a disease (to his tummy, bang, bang)
Now this pussy need a fucking checkup (bang, bang, gang, gang)
Bullets gave his ass the hiccups (bang, bang, bang, huh, bang)
You want war? Nigga get up, let's get up
(Bang bang bang, let's get it, let's get it, nigga, let's get it bang, let's get it)
I'm an artist, I paint pictures nigga, I rant nigga (bang, bang, bang, I rant nigga, bang bang)

Boy, my fucking watch cost a brick (cost brick)
And my favorite car, the X6 (skrt, skrt, skrt)
Stop the fucking flexing boy, you not with the shits (nah, not with the shits)
Point this pistol at his stomach, blow a nigga shit back (click-clack, bang bang)
We take the streets and start locking these shits (skrt, skrt)
These choppa shells the same size as a Budweiser six-pack (size as a Budweiser six-pack)
Got some money still tote choppas and shit (like bang)
Knock, knock at my door, I'm at the peephole like who is that? (Who the fuck is that?)