Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love Don't Live Here, artist - Chief Keef.
Date of issue: 14.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Love Don't Live Here |
Y’all know what it is nigga |
GBE, baby |
Know how the fuck we rockin' |
Somebody call the ambulance |
I’m having an ice attack |
All these motherfuckin' diamonds on me |
Brrp, bling, yeah |
I know y’all be sitting back like: |
So ain’t on none of that clout shit |
We don’t do shit for clout |
We don’t pull up just to stunt nigga, we just pull off a stunt nigga |
Ayy |
Watch just glisten, shit we still kickin' |
Pull up to the 'Rari lot, in some white linen |
On some pig shit skin 'em, thousand dollar denim |
Three thousand dollar pipe, you can get hit with 'em |
Shells let off we’ve done it, nigga we just did 'em |
Somebody gave me laxative, I ain’t mean to shit 'em |
And my shorty kill 'em, he ain’t got to rip 'em |
No I ain’t a judge I up the gavel then I peel 'em |
Blasting off, blasting off, in a NASCAR |
They asked why I bought it, it’s a fast car |
Pull up to your ball game, hit the Mascot |
I’ll chase your ass down like a Jaguar |
Car steady going, this bitch can’t even stop |
We don’t want no beef, these niggas really cops |
Pourin' up that 'Wock, shit make me flock |
Run up in the spot, forgot to hit my lock |
On the cop |
Oh he muslim, believe in Allah |
Gotta X6M, I ain’t even get a drop |
Rippty-rippty-hot, skippty-dippty-clot |
He feelin' like he rippty not |
You can just get we got |
I got a plane around my neck who want a flight |
Gang slip bitch pull up you tryna try |
Police ass niggas callin' the other guys |
Send his ass in the up alley like Bob Hayes |
I just took off and they hate that shit |
Get that bitch a 40 told her engrave that shit |
Lambo look like black hair like I braided that shit |
And my name on it, I engraved that bitch |
I just pulled it out man cause I said that bitch |
Just took off I feel like I raised that bitch |
I’m one of them niggas that don’t play that shit |
Ridin' with my bulldog smoking catpiss |
I got the Patrica, I got desert eagle, I love me señorita |
Wipe a nigga you digg, she wanna see me she eager |
Boy it’s down this evening, you gon' be missing the season |
Want beef? |
give me a reason |
I used to steal out the store |
Now I pimp out the store |
Bitch I’m peeling in the store |
I got 50 racks and more |
16 houses up in my coat |
All this Off White like I promote |
I just spent that on my yachty |
You’s a pendejo mayate |
She just put you on the block page |
Don’t make me get back to my block ways |
I need a mocha latte |
I’m in the cockpit with the pilot |
Oh you think that you not it |
Bullets hit you let my watch hit |
I got a .40 cal stop shit |
I got a .45 drop shit |
I was 16 with a cop stick |
With a cop but that shit not nigga |
Lookin' for love it don’t live here |
Fuck you knockin' on the door for? |
Almost hit your with this .44 |
I’ma smack you with this chokehold |
I’m in Tokyo no dojo |
I might buy a speedboat, ho |
And you know I got the ho-hoes |
Sosa said I leave them Glo poles |
Light you up now it’s a Glo show |
It’s lighting up bitch it’s a Glo pole |
She takin' pics up in a Glo room |
You gotta go I got a show soon |
I pull the car up out the show room |
It’s just for two you ain’t got no room |
Bury your body in your old room |
She tryna fuck she went to my old school |
I started off feelin' like out school |
Kaykay like dad I ain’t got no school |
Lil shawty smart she ain’t no fool |
I feel that your dad is so cool |
I bought some sticks but don’t play no pool |
You live in LA and ain’t got no pool |
You ain’t shit boy you ain’t got no pull |
Girl my engine sound so dull |
Aye |