Chief Keef - Mailbox lyrics

Sosa, baby

No, I can't calm down, bitch I'm too turnt up
Judge gon' give me life, foe 'nem Murders
Sittin' at a red light, pourin' this purp' up
See the LVs on my boxers
While I'm liftin' my shirt up
Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like red hot
Need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks nem deliver this to you
Put it in ya mailbox

Niggas be really knowin'
Bitches be really goin'
Look up and the ceilin' gone
That ass I'm feelin' on
Gimme a Christina Milian
I could pop me a wheelie on
Bout to go get some more chains
Like I ain't got enough jewelry on
Went to the trap last night
And I looked up it was dawn
Got a U-Haul backin' in
With equipment & more laundry
You know we ain't really for none
All I know is get paper
I know killas, and they owe me big favors
Bitches XO me like Weeknd
I'm somewhere out eating
Stay yo ass in 2 feet
Or go yo ass on the deep end
Someone hand me an ashtray
That's my boys who passed away
Keep my mouth laminated
'til the day I'm eliminated

What's yo' address nigga? Where
You live at nigga?
We ain't tryna hear that nigga
You know I'm a real ass nigga
Know I gotta get cash nigga, you
Know I want it real bad, nigga
My young niggas run down on you
Treat you like a lil' ass nigga
Bitches see the ice, they see the cars
They see the bands they in the mood
They get in, into the spot
That's where the cars gon' take us to
I need top, i told them bitches that like
It was breaking news
And you know I be about my chicken
Bitch no Ramen noodles
Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry
We can't leave no trace I guess
Them gloves come in handy
It's lovely now, bitches be loving me now
Aye had the bitch suckin' me up
She might end up shutting me down aye

No I can't calm down, bitch I'm too turnt up
Judge gon' give me life, foe 'nem Murders
Sittin' at a red light, pourin' this purp' up
See the LVs on my boxers
While I'm liftin' my shirt up
Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like red hot
Need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks nem deliver this to you
Put it in ya mailbox