Citgo

Chief Keef

Album Finally Rich (Deluxe)

Intro

Beep, beep
GBE the squad, it’s just us, we don’t need nobody
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Sosa baby
Said Tadoe off the molly he spazzing out in the party man
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Chorus

All these bitches, know I get dough (beep, beep)
Pop a nigga soul like crisco (bang, bang)
I’m smokin on the gas like Citgo
Fat ass all white bitch though
Big rims, on my whips though
30 clips, on my clique thi
You talk a lot but you ain’t on shit though (yeah, yeah)
We let off shots, you ‘bout to get hit though (bang, bang, bang)

Verse 1

I’m Southside, I’ll pop out (yah)
OBlock bring them Glocks out (OBlock)
300 bring them chops out (yah)
We shoot up your block now (bang bang)
Fredo bring them Glocks out (Fredo)
Reese bring them crates out (Reese)
I’mma bring them racks out (Sosa baby)
Make your bitch wanna stay out (yah)
But don’t think she gone get paid now (nah)
I just like to play round (yah)
With niggas I don’t play round (nah)
My boys shoot up the playground (bang bang)
So please don’t get sprayed now (yah)
Sirens on the way now (yah)
We can do this all day now (bang bang)
Shoot you what you say now (huh)
I know she wanna come up (yah)
Cause I got lots of commas (yah)
Louie and Ferragamo (yah)
This why I’m so stuck up (yah)
High off earth I’m fucked up (dope)
Bankroll got me puffed up (beep)
She got a fat ass then you know that I’mma fuck her

Chorus

All these bitches, know I get dough (beep, beep)
Pop a nigga soul like crisco (bang, bang)
I’m smokin on the gas like Citgo (dope)
Fat ass on my bitch though (yeah, yeah)
Big rims, on my whips though (skrr, skrr)
30 clips, all my clips go (yeah, yeah)
You talk a lot but you ain’t on shit though (yeah, yeah)
We let off shots, you ‘bout to get hit though (bang, bang, bang)

Verse 2

Tadoe off the molly (Tadoe)
He spazzing out in the party (yeah)
GBE the squad (GBE baby)
Its just us we don’t need nobody (nah)
And these bitches call me papi (Sosa baby)
Cause I got lots of money (yeah)
It’s a OBlock parade (OBlock)
We love drummin and bitch we coming (bang bang)
You better love your woman (yah)
Cause Sosa fuck any woman (sosa baby)
These commas steady coming (beep, beep)
I turned nothing into something
I be sad as hell (yeah)
But my dick won’t sleep for nothing (yah)
And we love getting money (ftftft)
I swear we won’t sleep for nothing (yah)
See opps we pull our Glocks out (bang bang)
Hollow tips pop out (bang bang)
30 clips stick out (damn)
But please dont get shot down (huh)
On the plug i’ll flood your block out (yah)
Disrespect my block now (yah)
Guarantee you get shot down (bang, bang)
Choppas chop your block down (bang, bang, bang)

Chorus

All these bitches, know I get dough (beep, beep)
Pop a nigga soul like crisco (bang, bang)
I’m smokin on the gas like Citgo (dope)
Fat ass on my bitch though (yeah, yeah)
Big rims, on my whips though (skrr, skrr)
30 clips, all my clips go (yeah, yeah)
You talk a lot but you ain’t on shit though (yeah, yeah)
We let off shots, you ‘bout to get hit though (bang, bang, bang)

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