Chief Keef and Matti Baybee - Michelin

I just put a silencer
Almighty
On my gun
Glo Gang
Know how we rockin' like cut off stockings
Keep kush in our pockets
Fuck nigga, stop it

I just put a silencer on my gun (ayy, ayy)
I'm just like a scavenger on a hunt (gang, gang)
These hoes don't like a nigga, they like my money (ayy, ayy)
These niggas don't like a nigga, they all want somethin' (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Well, I'ma send my savages on a hunt (ayy)
I had to put a bounty set on my hunt
Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught
I'm rollin', I'm Almighty Sosa Michelin (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Rollin' like the Michelin Man, with my many men, ayy
Fuck your petitions man, ayy, let's get it, man, ayy
What's up with Benjamin? That's a nigga friend, ayy
God came and got me out and let a nigga in
I remember pushin' white O's like the Michelin Man
I remember robbin' white folks for they shit lil' man
I remember totin' my pole ready to get your man
I remember sellin' white dough to the piggies man
'Cause they came to get me, man, ayy, at my grandma's house
And I let them in but I ain't open my mouth
Ayy, they say, "How I get that?"
I told 'em my grandma get a damn check
Get my damn shit, and I spend it on dope
They ask how I sell it, I say I break it up, ho
And put it in the bags and then I sell it to those
Clucks who come to my door
Tryna get a fix though, and buy this shit though

I just put a silencer on my gun (ayy, ayy)
I'm just like a scavenger on a hunt (gang, gang)
These hoes don't like a nigga, they like my money (ayy, ayy)
These niggas don't like a nigga, they all want somethin' (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Well, I'ma send my savages on a hunt (ayy)
I had to put a bounty set on my hunt
Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught
I'm rollin', I'm Almighty Sosa Michelin (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Pockets like Michelin, hundred Benjamin's (huh?)
Don't do division (nah), on my dividends (on my dividends)
'Cause my homies in penitents (ayy), doin' sentences (doin')
Green face my president, hundred Franklins
'Member when I wore the same clothes for a minute, man
Now the youngin' countin' bankrolls, makin' millions (millions)
So much designer, I might change clothes, True Religion (True Religion)
Just might pull up in the Range Rover, hop out minivans (hop out minivans)
Kickin' doors with Timberlands (ayy), but I made it out (but I made it out)
I just cashed a check, finna spend it on a house (spend it on a house)
Just got off the phone with Sosa, he say, "Make it count" (he say, "Make it count")
Money on the counter, money on the couch (money on the couch)
So we gettin' a check (gettin' a check)
You better not send no shots 'cause then we sendin' 'em back
I do not like no Prada, wear Giuseppe with that
These rappers think they hotter we add pressure to that, ayy (gang)

I just put a silencer on my gun (ayy, ayy)
I'm just like a scavenger on a hunt (gang, gang)
These hoes don't like a nigga, they like my money (ayy, ayy)
These niggas don't like a nigga, they all want somethin' (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Well, I'ma send my savages on a hunt (ayy)
I had to put a bounty set on my hunt
Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught
I'm rollin', I'm Almighty Sosa Michelin (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Written by:
Ishmael Montague, Keith Cozart, Matthew Hess

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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