Chief Keef, Ballout, Capo - Forgiatos lyrics
Chief Keef [Keith Farrelle Cozart] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chief Keef, Ballout, Capo - Forgiatos lyrics]
Squad i be gettin' money
I be gettin' money
Countin' so much damn money
Gettin' money, countin' so much damn money
Damn money (Beep)
Glo Gang, ridin' Forgiatos (Fff-beep)
Glo Gang it's Money Beatz, you dun know
I be gettin' dough, fuckin' all these hoes
And I can't tell my number, but
Why you don't call me, though?
I say, "Bitch, I'm in my glory"
Stuntin' on all these hoes
Now can I get some head while
I'm leanin' off a four?
See, these niggas, they be mad, these
Hoes glad they saw me, though
And we don't do no pass, but
I'll pass you in 'Raris, though
See, these bitches they be goin' 'cause
I got all the dough
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos
I be gettin' money
Countin' so much damn money (Beep)
Counted up a hunnid fifty
Thousand last Sunday (Damn)
Then I went to the strip club that Monday
(Whatchu do?) made it rain all night
All I threw was hunnids (Haha)
They like, "Ballout
You gettin' too much damn money" (Money)
Never too much, I got too much damn money
Pulled up on them Forgis
Had them hoes going bonkers (Vroom)
I don't trust these hoes
I don't fuck on 'em with no condom (No)
I don't trust these hoes
I just fuck 'em then I dump 'em
(Bitch, get out) leanin' off this Act'
Got people talkin' 'bout my stomach
(Leanin') fresh as hell
Make a hood bitch straight vomit (Eugh)
Still in the hood ridin' Forgiatos, bitch
Stuntin' (Vroom)
I be gettin' dough, fuckin' all these hoes
And I can't tell my number, but
Why you don't call me, though?
I say, "Bitch, I'm in my glory"
Stuntin' on all these hoes
Now can I get some head while
I'm leanin' off a four?
See, these niggas, they be mad, these
Hoes glad they saw me, though
And we don't do no pass, but
I'll pass you in 'Raris, though
See, these bitches they be goin' 'cause
I got all the dough
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos and, I get so much dough, I
Got it all, for you, it's slow
And, you can't get no money
You dark and I tend to Glo
And, yeah, we cocky, arrogant, Reggie, man
Let them hammers spit
All these bitches goin', don't
Want them no mo', ain't none to pick
Two cell phones, if I had three, promise you
Still won't call a bitch
All these niggas rappin' for
Outer sky checks, man, that's some shit
When I'm at the top, we the Glo Gang
Let us take on yo' bitch
And we ride with TECs, MACs, and 30s, FNs
All type of shit
Yeah, we cocky, arrogant, Reggie, man
Let them hammers spit (Glo Gang)
I be gettin' dough, fuckin' all these hoes
And I can't tell my number, but
Why you don't call me, though?
I say, "Bitch, I'm in my glory"
Stuntin' on all these hoes
Now can I get some head while
I'm leanin' off a four?
See, these niggas, they be mad, these
Hoes glad they saw me, though
And we don't do no pass, but
I'll pass you in 'Raris, though
See, these bitches they be goin' 'cause
I got all the dough
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos
I be gettin' money
Countin' so much damn money
Gettin' money, countin' so much damn money
Damn money (Beep)
Glo Gang, ridin' Forgiatos (Fff-beep)
Glo Gang it's Money Beatz, you dun know
I be gettin' dough, fuckin' all these hoes
And I can't tell my number, but
Why you don't call me, though?
I say, "Bitch, I'm in my glory"
Stuntin' on all these hoes
Now can I get some head while
I'm leanin' off a four?
See, these niggas, they be mad, these
Hoes glad they saw me, though
And we don't do no pass, but
I'll pass you in 'Raris, though
See, these bitches they be goin' 'cause
I got all the dough
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos
I be gettin' money
Countin' so much damn money (Beep)
Counted up a hunnid fifty
Thousand last Sunday (Damn)
Then I went to the strip club that Monday
(Whatchu do?) made it rain all night
All I threw was hunnids (Haha)
They like, "Ballout
You gettin' too much damn money" (Money)
Never too much, I got too much damn money
Pulled up on them Forgis
Had them hoes going bonkers (Vroom)
I don't trust these hoes
I don't fuck on 'em with no condom (No)
I don't trust these hoes
I just fuck 'em then I dump 'em
(Bitch, get out) leanin' off this Act'
Got people talkin' 'bout my stomach
(Leanin') fresh as hell
Make a hood bitch straight vomit (Eugh)
Still in the hood ridin' Forgiatos, bitch
Stuntin' (Vroom)
I be gettin' dough, fuckin' all these hoes
And I can't tell my number, but
Why you don't call me, though?
I say, "Bitch, I'm in my glory"
Stuntin' on all these hoes
Now can I get some head while
I'm leanin' off a four?
See, these niggas, they be mad, these
Hoes glad they saw me, though
And we don't do no pass, but
I'll pass you in 'Raris, though
See, these bitches they be goin' 'cause
I got all the dough
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos and, I get so much dough, I
Got it all, for you, it's slow
And, you can't get no money
You dark and I tend to Glo
And, yeah, we cocky, arrogant, Reggie, man
Let them hammers spit
All these bitches goin', don't
Want them no mo', ain't none to pick
Two cell phones, if I had three, promise you
Still won't call a bitch
All these niggas rappin' for
Outer sky checks, man, that's some shit
When I'm at the top, we the Glo Gang
Let us take on yo' bitch
And we ride with TECs, MACs, and 30s, FNs
All type of shit
Yeah, we cocky, arrogant, Reggie, man
Let them hammers spit (Glo Gang)
I be gettin' dough, fuckin' all these hoes
And I can't tell my number, but
Why you don't call me, though?
I say, "Bitch, I'm in my glory"
Stuntin' on all these hoes
Now can I get some head while
I'm leanin' off a four?
See, these niggas, they be mad, these
Hoes glad they saw me, though
And we don't do no pass, but
I'll pass you in 'Raris, though
See, these bitches they be goin' 'cause
I got all the dough
I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang
Forgiatos