Lyrics That's It - Chief Keef

That's It

I don’t remember her name
But when I fucked that bitch I called her cutie, yeah, that’s it With you she got on all types of shit
But with me she got on a two piece and that’s it She like «Sosa, what kind of car you finna get?»
One that’s fast with two seats — yeah, that’s it…
She like «Sosa, what kind of house you finna get?»
The one that’s got some jacuzzis, and that’s it
I’ve got 30 shots in this glock, but I’mma give you a two-piece
And that’s it…
She know I’ve got plenty of thots
But she said she don’t wanna lose me — and that’s it…
I gave a bitch two or three pumps, and that’s it…
She high off two or three blunts, and that’s it…
My guap she can’t get none of that shit
Take 20 out the bank and I’m spendin' that shit
I’m allergic to 3 things and that’s fake niggas
Peanut butter and lobster, that’s it Bought a 3T and that’s it Bought a Sprite dropped a four head in that bitch
I live it that’s why I be talkin' that shit
Walked in the mall and be coppin' that shit
Remember when my grandma used to say «that's it!»
Now I don’t gotta hear none of that shit
Bitch say she only want a thousand, that’s it What you smokin' on? Need a blunt of that shit
Bitch, don’t get put out and that’s it
'Cause the door to the face gotta come with that shit
Fuck 2 or 3 thots today, and that’s it Fuck one without a condom, I’m crazy for that shit
Had a threesome with a million different hoes, that’s it The one, Sosa, n-ggas might want that shit
Got 3−0 in this 4−0, that’s it Hunnid n-ggas try me and I’m dumpin' that shit
F-ck-boy, I hope you ain’t thought that’s it Got n-ggas at the go toting rocket launchers and shit
50s and automatics, Hawks and shit
Try me it’s gonna be problems, that’s it