Chief Keef

[fox69]

"Check"

"Check"


(Turbo)
Sosa Baby
Bitch [x3]
O Block
300

Nigga go and get that check
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Just be all about the
Check, check, check, check, check, check
I'm in the mall running through a
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Sneak diss you can get your ass
Checked, checked, checked, checked, checked, checked
All I wanted was a check

All I wanted was a check
What you give is what you get
Make mistakes with no regrets
Take a bag and call me that
Take a pill and call me flat
She like 'you ain't call me back'
Look at how I float the wraith
I got astronomic swag
Call me Mr. Poppin Tags
Caught your bitch poppin ass
In the mall, dropping cash
Heavy like a body bag
Call my KK line and she got the tsunami swag
I just left West Fargo, the posse takes a lot of cash
All I want, is a check
Swear to god, on the set
Whip whip, make it stretch
I'ma come back and flex
I'm ridin' with the fuckin' tooly, (bang bang) you fuckin move
My life is fucking Gucci and I get fucking coochie

Nigga go and get that check
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Just be all about the
Check, check, check, check, check, check
I'm in the mall running through a
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Sneak diss you can get your ass
Checked, checked, checked, checked, checked, checked
All I wanted was a check

Boy, what you want
We can get it on
I still tote a gun
To shoot on the first one
She say she like my louie
Big chicken and blue cheese
I'm in that zoom like Boosie
Salute me or shoot me

Nigga go and get that check
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Just be all about the
Check, check, check, check, check, check
I'm in the mall running through a
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Sneak diss you can get your ass
Checked, checked, checked, checked, checked, checked
All I wanted was a check

I'm on an ATV in my backyard
Came a long way from the Chiraq yard
Slide down a nigga pull his mac card
Then I hit Gucci with a black card
Everybody be on that 'gang' shit
I didn't even know we was that large
I didn't even know I went that dumb
Foreigns in the shit that crash cars
You know I'm smoking on dope
You can get hung with a rope
Hundred bands in my pocket
I throw twenty of it on the floor
Got blue cheese in the strip club
I throw twenty of em' on a hoe
I'm in that bitch doing the most
And I got Bonecrusher with me, lets go
O Block
Sosa Baby

Nigga go and get that check
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Just be all about the
Check, check, check, check, check, check
I'm in the mall running through a
Check, check, check, check, check, check
Sneak diss you can get your ass
Checked, checked, checked, checked, checked, checked
All I wanted was a check

 

[fox69]

"Check It Out"

"Check It Out"


[Hook:]
You got some money for me? Check it out
I'm icy, know I had to bring the necklace out
I saw a bitch, I told that bitch to check it out
I hop up out the car, she wanna check me out
I'm in your city for a day, bitch, check it out
Too late, bitch, I'm already checking out
The cops pull up on me, they like check it out
Like my shit was tucked and I ain't have the weapon out
[Verse 1:]
Hit the dealership like check it out, my doors creep me out
Told my Glock 40, aye check it out, these hoes creep me out
These niggas eat these hoes out, aye these hoes eat me out
These bitches be geeking everytime they ass see me out
Wanna smoke, check it out
Checking in, checking out
Check it out, my whip sound like he just wen't to [?] now
He said vroom, sound like he was snoring, had to check it out
Check in at the doctor, get prescripted then I'm checking out
[Hook:]
You got some money for me? Check it out
I'm icy, know I had to bring the necklace out
I saw a bitch, I told that bitch to check it out
I hop up out the car, she wanna check me out
I'm in your city for a day, bitch, check it out
Too late, bitch, I'm already checking out
The cops pull up on me, they like check it out
Like my shit was tucked and I ain't have the weapon out
[Verse 2:]
Hit the doctor for a check up then I'm checking out
Why you steady looking at me? bitch, check it out
She step outside the box then I check her out
Like a half way house, I'm checking in, checking out
I'm checking my car for bugs, checking my car for dubs
I'm checking my car for change, just to give to the club
Folk nem check the spot now we gone come through, line 'em up
Check 'em in the torture house, drown his ass, tie him up
I check my money, better be right when I count it up
I go to sleep, what the fuck I see, Cap and Blood
Folk nem said they had to check and make sure that I'm acting up
[?] hit the concrete, hopping out the swan doors
I got a package coming in and I was checking the time for it
These Louie shades, lil mama, these ain't no Tom Ford's
The bitch was checking me out, so I walked out the door
I was checking for racks, for cheese, for green, for lawn mowers
Go and get some Maison Margiela, no need to see the concords
I'm checking for cappers, for boolers, the shooters, the 9 blowers
I'm checking on folks, they cooling, they booling with 9 whores
I'm smoking on dope, I'm cooling, I be smoking that mind blower
Come through, I'm checking, I'm chasing, yeah I'm checking for my boys
I ain't checking for hoes, I get my box and check up boy
I ain't checking for you, you sitting on yo ass, get up boy
Sacks and build direct, Margelias and marble floors
[Hook:]
You got some money for me? Check it out
I'm icy, know I had to bring the necklace out
I saw a bitch, I told that bitch to check it out
I hop up out the car, she wanna check me out
I'm in your city for a day, bitch, check it out
Too late, bitch, I'm already checking out
The cops pull up on me, they like check it out
Like my shit was tucked and I ain't have the weapon out

 

[fox69]

"Chicago Zoo"

"Chicago Zoo"


I got apes in my crib like the Chicago Zoo
Ya'll sneak a shot in, do what ya'll gone do
Cause once we hear some shots we blow an Uzi with the 2's
Fat ass .223 chopper, his kufi was shooting
Was in my backyard, a long beach just like Snoop
I can't count all this money, 3-2-3, 2-3-2
I was selling snails while you niggas was in school
Say hello to my little friend, he gone reply what it do
I got lions, tigers, bears, jaguars, panthers, sheeps, and goose
Hyenas and monkeys, monkey nuts up on my tool
I got giraffes and elephants, you know what's in my room
I got camels and baboons, they gone get the tool
I got 30 shots in my trap like I'm on the block
My trap on their heels, Jack and Jill get knocked
Down to the ground, niggas stumblin' a lot
Got my chopper in the jungle, they be rumblin' a lot
When you play my shit they start a riot
Start a fight, we start a fire
Nina don't remember clowney, hop in my Audi, I'm outie
Spendin' money like a Saudi
In the Valley out in Cali
No LA fitness, make you lose weight, bitch Bali
On my dick, she lick it, she remind me of a mistress
On my dick stay gettin' it, you will think I killed it
Call me Weezy baby, car ain't got no ceilings
The AR-15 start dancin' cause ya'll got no bang
I'm coolin' in the water with the stingrays and sharks
You think you are tequila these the shots on the rocks
Rollin in that Nascar, pull up, hit the pitstop
Bad bitch head high, now I'm gettin' neck top
Run up in your party bitch, we rockin' it
Police can't come through the door, cause I'm lockin' it
Unless they got a warrant, they just talkin' shit
Fed house still doors why ya'll talk this shit?
You tryna catch a nigga slippin'
Crusin' in a rental
Make your bitch forget her business
Like amnesia was the issue
Bitch don't look at me when you sneeze
Cause I probably ain't got the tissue
Nigga lookin' at me like it's sweet
Like I ain't got the pistol
I do this bitch like the swat, nigga clear the spot
You don't hear the shots, you need a cotton swab
When the doctor bring your bitchass back
We come through pop his ass
Start runnin' from the cops
Crossover, rocked his ass
I'm coolin' in the 60's up in Slaughson
And a broker in New York cause I'm a baller
This ho gave me her number like I'm gone call her
She was standin' up high but now she's fallin'
I see you lookin' with your lookin' ass nigga
You can't act like you ain't hate, you mad nigga
You'se a Ratatouille, you'se a rat nigga
I get blue cheese, I'm a black nigga
I hit sacks and fucked up a sack
Came out lookin' cool
When I say okay Kool-Aid it really mean okay cool
I know you smell me
I'm bringing like, I'm ridin' round with food
It's that loud pack, where the dog at? I got Snoop
You can see the aftermath man, not done bustin' tools
Nigga, you'se a bunny rabbit, Slim Shady, what it do?
My money superstitious see it comin' out the room
While they hate justify belief in supernatural coupes

 

[fox69]

"Chiefin Keef"
(feat. Tray Savage, Tadoe)

"Chiefin Keef"
(feat. Tray Savage, Tadoe)



[Hook: Chief Keef]
Pull up in a foreign (Skrr Skrrr Skuurrrttt) She thought she seen a beast
A nigga think I'm going (Heh Heeh Heeeh) I got my thing with me
Glo Gang known for blowin' (Heeh Heeeh) always got a thing or piece
Saying that you blowing (Huuh Huh) but you never seen a piece
I'm high of this earth boy, I'm higher than Jesus be
Coming on my turf boy, you gonna need a Jesus piece
Them bullets fly no Nerf boy, Change yo ass like the seasons be
Nigga say he lookin' for me, I'm with my nigga chiefin keef.

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I'm high of this earth boy, I'm where Jesus be
Shoot a nigga ass, if he don't believe in me
My truck super fast, don't think you leavin' me
Tray Savage got the mac, he make it scream for me
He shot the crowd up, he thought he seen a G
Boy roll your loud up, cause you can't cheef with me
I got my 9 tucked, I let it meet a nigga
I'm a Glo O Block ass nigga, I put heat to a nigga
Spent one song on a foreign, ain't got no features with it
Come right now I got so much money, I could fuck my teacher and 'em
Spent one song on a foreign, ain't got no features with it
Come right now I got so much money, I could fuck my teacher and 'em

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tray Savage]
I be with some killers and them niggas smoke the loudest weed
They got alotta guns, they'll blow you down for me
They rob yo ass, they find you got some pounds of weed
Shoot a nigga up, he can't get down with me
Like hold up, hold up Rocket launcher on his shoulder
You get hit with that it's over
Glory boy shit I told you
Get money boy, where yo hoes at

Tray savage got the mac he blows that

[Verse 3: Tadoe]
Hollows hit his body, body drop
I got a fuckin Glock, with a mark
If Sosa say smoke his ass, then he gon' get popped
We got 100 chops with Glocks with red dots

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Citgo"

"Citgo"


[Intro:]
GBE the squad it's just us we don't need nobody
Yea... yea... yea... sosa baby
Said todoe off the molly he spazzing out in the party man
Yea... yea...

[Hook: Chief Keef]
All these bitches, know I get dough
Pop a nigga slow like crisco
I'm smokin on the gas like citgo
Fat ass, all white bitch though
Big rims, all white whips though
30 clips, all my clique though
You talk a lot but you ain't on shit though
We let off shots, you 'bout to get hit though

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I'm Southside I'll pop out
OBlock bring them Glocks out
300 bring them chops out
We shoot up your block now
Fredo bring them blocks out
Reese bring them crates out
I'm a bring them racks out
Make your bitch wanna stay out
But don't think she gone get paid now
I just like to play round
With niggas I don't play round
My boys shoot up the playground
So please don't get sprayed now
Sirens on the way now
We can do this all day now
Shoot you what you say now
I know she wanna come up
Cause I got lots of commas
Louie and Ferragamo
This why I'm so stuck up
High off the earth I'm fucked up
Bankroll got me puffed up
She got a fat ass then you know that I'm a fuck her

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Tadoe off the molly
He spazzing out in the party
GBE the squad
It's just us we don't need nobody
And these bitches call me papi
Cause I got lots of money
It's a OBlock parade
Drop in this bitch we coming
You better love your women
Cause Sosa fuck any women
These commas steady coming
I turned nothing into something
I be tired as hell
But my dick won't sleep for nothing
And we love getting money
I swear we won't sleep for nothing
See opps we pull our Glocks out
Hollow tips pop out
30 clips stick out
But please don't get shot down
On the plug I'll flood your block out
Disrespect my block now
Guarantee you get shot down
Choppas chop your block down

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Close That Door"

"Close That Door"


Aye
Close that door
Aye
Close that door
Aye

Close that door
Come in and close that door
What the fuck you want? I need to close this door
Close the door

That fuck nigga ain't just close that door, blow his throat
That fuck nigga ain't just know his role, blow his nose
That fuck nigga steady acting slow, I'm a blow his brain
Cops grab me, I be acting slow, "I don't know his name!"
Close that door, close that door
The feds watching me, they ain't got nothing to do
I got ran up upon, the cops came in like, "You!"
You the one that's selling the blows, that 62
I got a 17 5 pack, I charge it 62
I got hoes for sale, for top it's 52
Gave that bitch 200 dollars, took the fin and threw it
She sucking dick, you hold the bags, you silly you
Now close that door behind yourself, you lil' fucking dummy
Close that door behind yourself, you ain't getting no fucking money
Close that door, girl, don't you see I'm counting this fucking money?
And the feds watching, and I'm still fucking stunting

Aye
Close that door
Aye
Close that door
Aye

Close that door
Come in and close that door
What the fuck you want? I need to close this door
Close that door

 

[fox69]

"Cocky"

"Cocky"


This is your last chance
After this, there is no turning back
You take the blue pill, you story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe
You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland

My niggas goonie loonies
Six thou for my Rollie
Fifty thou for my Breitling
Bitch, three chains cost a Lotus
For a verse, cost a brick
For a show, cost a G
It's not an accident girl, baby you know I'm cocky
Cause I'm splurging, I'm splurging
I'm in a fast car and I'm swerving
Cops just got behind me, now I'm nervous
I think they did that shit on purpose
But I'm cocky and I know it
Baby, I ain't afraid to show it
L-E-D lights on, I'm always glowing
I'm cocky, I'm cocky
Baby girl, I'm cocky

I pull up in that what-to-call-it
He pull up in that Honda
In my pocket, what to call this?
In his pocket, nothing
My house six thousand, what's to call it?
He still living with his mama
My truck cost two hundred, what's to call this?
Just for me to ride around in
Cocky, Balboa Rocky
Come through knocking shit down, Ali
Now we gotta run from Aiki
Fuck 12, we going on a high speed
Cause my car cocky
He think he can outrun everybody
My jewelry arrogant, and it's very cocky
But my pistol the friendliest one

My niggas goonie loonies
Six thou for my Rollie
Fifty thou for my Breitling
Bitch, three chains cost a Lotus
For a verse, cost a brick
For a show, cost a G
It's not an accident girl, baby you know I'm cocky
Cause I'm splurging, I'm splurging
I'm in a fast car and I'm swerving
Cops just got behind me, now I'm nervous
I think they did that shit on purpose
But I'm cocky and I know it
Baby, I ain't afraid to show it
L-E-D lights on, I'm always glowing
I'm cocky, I'm cocky
Baby girl, I'm cocky

 

[fox69]

"Colors"

"Colors"


[Hook:]
I'm coolin' with my brothers, my brothers
Red and blue our colors, our colors
Catch you at the red light, I'm bussin', mothafucka
Since I was a youngin I ain't care 'bout nothin'
I do not give one fucks, two fucks
Red fucks, blue fucks, yellow fucks
I'm about my green bucks
I'ma make a scene for my green bucks
I'ma get some red on my Nina
Colors

Pulled up in black trucks
Pulled them black MACs up
We don't need no back up
Fuck boy, we strapped up
Pulled up in my silver SRT8
Pulled up with my silver AK
Black hollows same height as Kay Kay
White chalk, we can do this everyday
Big red brick house, six car garage
Young black nigga and I made it far
Yeah it's green now my pocket
Black 50 in my car
White bitches knockin' at my door
Tryna have a ménage

[Hook]

We some young wild niggas
You can't get your money back nigga
For your green, better be a running back nigga
Them slammers gonna slam your ass nigga

 

[fox69]

"Come On Now"
(feat. Lil Yachty)

"Come On Now"
(feat. Lil Yachty)



[Chief Keef:]
Parked the foreign in a handicap
Get a ticket, pay that shit
Spend that money
Make that shit
I was in Broward county
Leg that shit
What's the tab
Chase, I feel like fear
Make her feelings rev
Make her catch a cab
Imma go my path
Imma roll my half
I don't like to kick it
Nigga come on now

I don't like to kick it
In my pockets bitches
I spend her no [?]
And my chips got riches
Speedin' over bridges
Need that crispy chicken
For my ugly days
I do [?] spendin'
For I don't feel like did Diddy gettin' kitty in your city
Foenem got my 50 if you got a problem with me
All this power feel like 50 you want me nigga come and get me
You can call me Sosa Cannon Lion got them drummers with me
Filet mignon
Cheese, nachos
I need combos
Too much, I know
100s, 50s
Gimme
You hear me
You so silly
Run up the millis

Parked the foreign in a handicap
Get a ticket, pay that shit
Spend that money
Make that shit
I was in Broward county
Leg that shit
What's the tab
Chase, I feel like fear
Make her feelings rev
Make her catch a cab
Imma go my path
Imma roll my half
I don't like to kick it
Nigga come on now

[Lil Yachty:]
Fucking with me
They gon bring them [?]
Hollow tips, cracking all your chips
All my dogs fighting like I'm Michael Vick
Got a condo in Atlanta, where I fuck my bitch
Fuck my bitch
Where I fuck your bitch
Thirty six diamonds shine like MJ's pants
And my gang be off the wall but I don't wear no vans
Get your mans 'fore I cut off his hands
I got hoes in every city
Gotta wool for every season
I leave all my bitches fiending
Cause I leave that pussy leaking
Got a big Bentley and a G Wagon fuck your Jeep
Bitch I'm finally rich like that nigga Chief Keef

[Chief Keef:]
Parked the foreign in a handicap
Get a ticket, pay that shit
Spend that money
Make that shit
I was in Broward county
Leg that shit
What's the tab
Chase, I feel like fear
Make her feelings rev
Make her catch a cab
Imma go my path
Imma roll my half
I don't like to kick it
Nigga come on now

 

[fox69]

"Control"
(feat. Tadoe)

"Control"
(feat. Tadoe)



[Chief Keef:]
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, high as I can be
I got racks on me
And the Mac on me
I got X on me nigga
And the packs on me nigga
You don't know me nigga
There's something wrong with me nigga
And I'm screaming fuck the law
Can't control me nigga

You can't control me nigga
Can't fucking fold me nigga
I'm a [?] nigga
This bitch nosey nigga
She like 'Sosa follow me nigga'
I'm like nigga profit me nigga
I got tons of broccoli nigga
I done hit the lottery nigga
Please don't bother me
I'm off lean margarita
With a bad mamcita
And a bag off the meters
But I'm spazzing on people
Splashing on people
Swagging on people
In a two seater
I'm gettin' it by the large
These niggas crackin cards
In the double R
I'm building up [?]
Community service, remember picking up garbage
This time around, I be going my hardest

I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, high as I can be
I got racks on me
And the Mac on me
I got X on me nigga
And the packs on me nigga
You don't know me nigga
There's something wrong with me nigga
And I'm screaming fuck the law
Can't control me nigga

[Tadoe:]
In the mall, straight cash bitch we cash all the spots
Hit the mall with that bag your little hoe jaws dropped
Bitch we fucked all the thots
Bitches fuck our opps
Thirty bopper, 44. Mag, we goin' to send our shots
We goin' to hit all blocks
You like come ride with me
Hit the mall, spend that bag she like 'get fly with me'
I'm like 'more broccoli'
Just keep on top o' me
I got more guap on me
What's your philosophy?

[Chief Keef:]
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, I'm high as I can be
I'm high as I can be, high as I can be
I got racks on me
And the Mac on me
I got X on me nigga
And the packs on me nigga
You don't know me nigga
There's something wrong with me nigga
And I'm screaming fuck the law
Can't control me nigga