Pull up in a foreign (skrr skrr skuurrtt) She thought she seen a beast A nigga think I'm going (heh heeh heeh) I got my thing with me Glo gang known for blowin' (heeh heeh) Always got a thing or piece Saying that you blowing (huuh huh) But you never seen a piece I'm high of this earth boy, I'm higher than jesus be Coming on my turf boy, you gonna need a jesus piece Them bullets fly no nerf boy Change yo ass like the seasons be Nigga say he lookin' for me, I'm with my nigga chiefin keef
I'm high of this earth boy, I'm where jesus be Shoot a nigga ass, if he don't believe in me My truck super fast, don't think you leavin' me Tray savage got the mac, he make it scream for me He shot the crowd up, he thought he seen a g Boy roll your loud up, cause you can't cheef with me
I got my 9 tucked, I let it meet a nigga I'm a glo o block ass nigga, I put heat to a nigga Spent one song on a foreign, ain't got no features with it Come right now I got so much money I could fuck my teacher and 'em Spent one song on a foreign, ain't got no features with it Come right now I got so much money I could fuck my teacher and 'em
Pull up in a foreign (skrr skrr skuurrtt) She thought she seen a beast A nigga think I'm going (heh heeh heeh) I got my thing with me Glo gang known for blowin' (heeh heeh) Always got a thing or piece Saying that you blowing (huuh huh) But you never seen a piece I'm high of this earth boy, I'm higher than jesus be Coming on my turf boy, you gonna need a jesus piece Them bullets fly no nerf boy Change yo ass like the seasons be Nigga say he lookin' for me, I'm with my nigga chiefin keef
I be with some killers and them niggas Smoke the loudest weed They got alotta guns, they'll blow you down for me They rob yo ass, they find you got some pounds of weed Shoot a nigga up, he can't get down with me Like hold up, hold up rocket launcher on his shoulder You get hit with that it's over Glory boy shit I told you Get money boy, where yo hoes at
Tray savage got the mac he blows that Hollows hit his body, body drop I got a fuckin glock, with a mark If sosa say smoke his ass, then he gon' get popped We got 100 chops with glocks with red dots
Pull up in a foreign (skrr skrr skuurrtt) She thought she seen a beast A nigga think I'm going (heh heeh heeh) I got my thing with me Glo gang known for blowin' (heeh heeh) Always got a thing or piece Saying that you blowing (huuh huh) But you never seen a piece I'm high of this earth boy, I'm higher than jesus be Coming on my turf boy, you gonna need a jesus piece Them bullets fly no nerf boy Change yo ass like the seasons be Nigga say he lookin' for me, I'm with my nigga chiefin keef
Compositores: Keith Cozart (Chief Keef), Trae Beatz, Tray Savage, Darron Rose ECAD: Obra #13655270