Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blurry, artist - Chief Keef. Date of issue: 15.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blurry |
| Ask grandma for fifty, grandma she gave me a hundred |
| I ran off with the money, then brought back some money |
| Smoking green dope shit reekin like fried onions |
| I take any money, hoes, money, hoes, money |
| I be trapping, I ain’t lacking, nigga I ain’t worried |
| I will let my Glock blow, nigga I ain’t scared |
| I’m a warrior with a thirty, nigga I ain’t Curry |
| Check out my watch nigga my diamonds nigga, they ain’t blurry |
| I was in volcanos eating on some curry |
| But wanting to hit thirty-four bitch that’s Eddy Curry |
| I’m still smoking loud even though you hear me |
| Bitch I’m in the field White Sox Paul Konerko |
| Get my hittas on you, Ronald Belasario |
| To that bitch that gave me head last night nerdy ho |
| Throwing money in the club I’m a pitcher run your’s up |
| And I swear my watch a thot, it is a lil flirty ho |
| Pull up doing hits, eating on some cereal |
| White chocolate, white milk, red cheerios |
| Shoot the red guts out a nigga material |
| Bitch I’m trapping in my trap dancing like Lil TerRio |
| White 'vette, pull up red interior |
| Engine too damn loud, I’m not hearing ya |
| Four nickel on my hip, I’m not fearing ya |
| Hollows hit your face it’s bacteria |
| Bitch I’m trapping out the hemi-a |
| Bitch I’m trapping with the semi tucked |
| Got a thousand for a hundred pack then pick it up |
| Nigga said can he be Glo I’m not feeling ya |
| Bitch I’m in the trap I’m counting all these silly bucks |
| Dirty money, but it came in clean as fuck |
| All this jewelry on got me blinging up |
| Nigga want war, tell him send it up |