Crabbers - Chief Keef

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'

(?) you know (?)

You know I want (?) right?

Chief So the most anticipated trapper

Why you always shittin'?

I’m a crapper

Fishy ass niggas, ya’ll some crappers

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

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

Chief So the most anticipated trapper

Why you always shittin'?

I’m a crapper

Fishy ass niggas, ya’ll some crabbers

Smack the bitch hand 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

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, VG 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 (?)

Chief So the most anticipated trapper

Why you always shittin'?

I’m a crapper

Fishy ass niggas, ya’ll some crappers

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