Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Is That, artist - Chief Keef. Date of issue: 15.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who Is That |
| Boy my fucking watch cost a brick |
| And my favorite car, the X6 |
| Stop the fucking flexing boy you not with the shits |
| Point this pistol at his stomach, blow it nigga shit |
| Once we start taking streets, we start locking these shits |
| We popping shells, same size as budweiser 6 |
| Got some money still tote choppas and shit |
| Knock knock at my door, I’m at the peep hole like who is this? |
| What you need a fucking six pack? |
| Knocking on my door, is you with the damn feds? |
| What you need a fucking 10 pack? |
| Give me a hundred, pussy you can get that |
| You say fuck glo out your mouth we push your fucking wig back |
| We got pistols in the club, fuck security we slipped that |
| I flow so hard, it made bullet proof shit crack |
| so busy I’m the motherfucking shiznat |
| I’m rolling in that, that |
| All these hoes wanna give a kiss |
| I’m smoking on that piss sack |
| It smell like a I just gone done taking a piss |
| You smoking on that shit pack |
| And it smell like you just got done taking a shit |
| I’m a customize a sigmac |
| Cause you ain’t never seen that shit |
| She suck my dick and I gave that bitch a tic-tac |
| Then told that ho to get the fuck out my shit |
| They come through gates, now we coming in the back |
| Catch yo ass by me we kill you in with that |
| Dear Mr your honor I ain’t it yet |
| I’m just getting money I’m all in with that |
| HE should’ve could’ve would’ve he boy you couldn’t shit |
| It back from the dead 2, I’m zombing bitch |
| Pull off coming back, turn you into a running back |
| Pull up in New Jersey, maybe in Bergen nigga, slump yo ass |
| I’m off the henny, and the pespis, the x, and all the thraxs |
| In the flesh, pull up leave a nigga flesh |
| Leave a nigga on his back, he shoul’ve fucking had his backup |
| Bullets gave him a disease, now this pussy need a fucking checkup |
| Bullets gave his ass hiccups, you want war nigga get up |
| On my auntie I paint pictures nigga, Ibang nigga |