Chief Keef

Fix That
I hit Saks, I spend racks I spend stacks, I can get it back Nigga, get back, I go click clack Leave the pussy wet, don't get bitch smacked Ride down on ya, in the tic tac And this designer on me, it's fuckin' mismatched Grab a big mac, break your Kit Kat All these tools on me, and I can fix that When I was up in rehab, I was smokin' tooka dope Aye boy what you smokin' on? It's probably some fookah dope Buy a Gucci throw it on, 5000 for it, how you ain't know? Walk up in the Louis store, they know I got them big bankrolls I am sippin' purple drank, no girl, this is not yellow No I do not know that hoe, she in Miami, I know Now I'm somewhere in west coast, smokin' on the best dope Fat ass clipper in my chop, if you want a trim, let's go Ooh, I'm acting a fool, hoes say I'm rude And some say I'm cute, and make me food I'm up at Barney's, don't want no Louis I want Balmain's, I don't want no shoes So smooth, won't catch me snooze Ooh, my watch a fool It's fucked, them niggas bools Is it false, and or is it true? Letras de cancionesY'all know how we bummin' man Fresh off of tourin' man, back off of tourin' man Back at it 24-H 365 man Walk up in Barney's, can't even decide, man Balmain's, no red bottoms You hear me? Big bands, finesse y'all You see us doin' this shit nigga, 'cause we still doin' this shit Nigga, so was doin' this shit 'cause we been doin' this shit Nigga, y'all know how the fuck we comin', nigga R.I.P. Blood nigga, R.I.P. Cap nigga Sneak diss, catch a slug, nigga Put a nigga on a stretcher Who is that though? Youngest flexer Y'all got questions, I can't answer I'm a rich nigga, no time for dandruff Dodgin' Aiki, smokin' dopey She has the best head, she gets a trophy Nigga, I'm 2-4, you do not know me You are a peon, that's what she told me From Letras Mania