Just Ride The Beat - Chief Keef

Zaytoven

Ayy

I’m gonna say a lot of shit with «-ation» on it

You know what I’m sayin'?

A-T-I-O-N, you know what I’m sayin'?

Bang, bang, bang bang, bang

Gang, bang bang

He listened to Chief Keef once and he turned gangster

I’m spinning in this bitch like some turntables

I was fucking on your bitch while you were waiting

While she had your ass waiting like you were a patient

I’m with my black bitch, going to get my Caucasian

Bring that M-16 out for some certain equations

This shit ain’t adding up says my fucking calculation

I’m on the road I got that ho doing masturbation

I up this pistol and this bitch start doing evaporation

I’m going fast in my car, my shit stay calibrated

I seen a million dollar lick, you know I had to take it

Blue faces call my phone, you know I had to cake it

I do this shit on my own, fuck your collaborations

I don’t need no ID, check my verification

I hear Johnny on the phone, tell him elaborate me

Just to pull up to your party, boy, you gotta pay me

Bitch, you gotta show me something, bitch, immaculate me

What the fuck makes you perfect?

Practice, baby

I call up ZayTiggy I ain’t beat jacking, baby

I got a hundred dollar each pocket of my jacket, baby

Hopped out on your ho, she said, «You're cappin', baby»

Baby, I ain’t a crack baby, I’m a capper, baby

Ho, you can get off my boat, I’m the captain, baby

I treat the bullets like a ship how I sail it, baby

He listened to Chief Keef once and he turned gangster

I’m spinning in this bitch like some turntables

I was fucking on your bitch while you were waiting

While she had your ass waiting like you were a patient

I’m with my black bitch, going to get my Caucasian

Bring that M-16 out for some certain equations

This shit ain’t adding up says my fucking calculation

I’m on the road I got that ho doing masturbation

The police pull me over and I’m 'toxicated

I’m tryna see what the fuck they determination

They wanna take me out and then incarcerate me

'Cause my car look like a bad ass moderation

Hoes say I ain’t easy, it’s some complications

I don’t do the cuffin', bitch, pick up your desperation

Have my Uber drop you off, what’s your destination?

Vegetarian, vegetation, me aspiration

Told the bitch to add it up, can you do multiplications?

I’ma need some mesmerization for my recreation

Every time I hop out it’s a celebration

I don’t need you or your damn consideration

I ain’t shaking hands 'less I like the the negotiation

Ayy, I curse too much, I ain’t good at appropriation

To go and pick up the damn cake, that’s my damn operation

I’m that nigga, I ain’t with the rest of the population

He listened to Chief Keef once and he turned gangster

I’m spinning in this bitch like some turntables

I was fucking on your bitch while you were waiting

While she had your ass waiting like you were a patient

I’m with my black bitch, going to get my Caucasian

Bring that M-16 out for some certain equations

This shit ain’t adding up says my fucking calculation

I’m on the road I got that ho doing masturbation