Chief Keef - 5AM

(GGP)
I'm still gettin' money
My style these niggas stole it
I'm a cupid old head
Gang gang
Gang gang
Bang bang
(Sosa on the beat)

I be gettin' money, my style these niggas stole it
I be smokin' dope, bitch, I'm a trippy old head
Used to be from O'Block, now I'm from that Glo Block
I still a let the tool pop, I shoot it at four opps
Ridin' in a foreign, ayy, bad bitches goin', ayy
I don't go to sleep ain't gotta wake up in the mornin', ayy
I be up trap-trap-trappin' while these niggas snorin'
Yo' bitch gon' pull up on me at five in the mornin'

I pull up like where my money why you laughin'? Ain't shit funny
Up this gun now you a bunny, boy you runnin', little Johnny
I pull up blingin', chain from Johnny, watch from Johnny, ring from Johnny, ayy
Everything from Johnny, I pull up bling is stuntin'
I pull up on you got that work
You want a verse, get it first
Keep that chicken afford some beef
Might as well gone ahead get a hearse
Think you smokin' on dope, 'cause you smokin' on purp'
Boy you smokin' on burnt, boy you smokin' on hurt
Pull up in that ugly ass thing with no teeth
Hop out makin' these bitches go to work
Pull up like skrrt, gon' in the dirt
"Sosa where you goin'?" Bitch, I'm goin' to get some work
I got verses for the high, and shows for the high
Ring-ring who gon 'get it first?
Pull up on your ass, get that cash
Ayy, then I pulled off with a smirk
Ayy, muhfuckers ain't believe me when I said shit was gon' get worse

I be gettin' money, my style these niggas stole it
I be smokin' dope, bitch, I'm a trippy old head
Used to be from O'Block, now I'm from that Glo Block
I still a let the tool pop, I shoot it at four opps
Ridin' in a foreign, ayy, bad bitches goin', ayy
I don't go to sleep ain't gotta wake up in the mornin', ayy
I be up trap-trap-trappin' while these niggas snorin'
Yo' bitch gon' pull up on me at five in the mornin'

On tracks I be floorin', weed I be blowin'
Hoes I be fuckin', kick 'em in the mornin'
'Cause bitches be so corny, they is full of corn
My nina be so horny, she is full of porn
No sleep please no snorin'
I blink the floor
Got cake all on the floor, I ate some more
Can't give a bitch my time, I can't afford
'Cause I can't tell the time in my fuckin' Breitling, ayy
I'm from the block, I still wear white 1s
Got so many styles, niggas bite one
Like a freaky clown, do me look like one Wanya
Got a watch out for the iguana

I be gettin' money, my style these niggas stole it
I be smokin' dope, bitch, I'm a trippy old head
Used to be from O'Block, now I'm from that Glo Block
I still a let the tool pop, I shoot it at four opps
Ridin' in a foreign, ayy, bad bitches goin', ayy
I don't go to sleep ain't gotta wake up in the mornin', ayy
I be up trap-trap-trappin' while these niggas snorin'
Yo' bitch gon' pull up on me at five in the mornin'

Written by:
Don Paschall, Keith Cozart

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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