Chief Keef - Minnesota lyrics
Chief Keef [Keith Farrelle Cozart] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chief Keef - Minnesota lyrics]
Ayy, yeah
Pour up a four in a soda (Ayy, ayy)
Bitch you know my heart cold, Minnesota (Ayy)
Said she love it when I bend her over (Okay)
Bitch it's time to go, copy that over out
(Over)
Try up in the blunt, if it ain't no loud
(No, dope dope dope)
Sosa you gettin' that cheese? bitch
It ain't no doubt (Check)
You thought he was your homie
When y'all got locked up, sold out
(Pussy)
And if I ever die, it's gon be from tookie
Like I play basketball
Hoes throw me that coochie (Coochie)
Left Maxfield then I went rocked the Gucci
(Gucci) bitch you know I get that
Wally Wally ain't no Oochie (No Oochiе tho)
All my friends are dead in my pockеt
I ain’t no Uzi (Warrup bro)
This ain’t no second hand
We gon' smoke you like a Lucy
(Pow pow pow pow)
Hop in a fast car, Skrt-Skrt like I'm Boosie
(Skrt skrt skrt)
Ten blunts smoked, got a nigga feeling woozy
(yeah)
Let's get it, aye aye aye aye, let's get it
I'm too fuckin' real to be hollywood (yeah)
Pullin' up in a big body truck
(Skrt skrt skrt)
Big shells for a big body thug (Bang bang)
Lil niggas takin' big body drugs (Bang huh)
I need that wockhardt that red
That’ll have ya dead (Lean)
Nigga we on your fuckin' head like a dread
(Bah)
He got a gun in his pic, he think I’m scared
(Nah) let off shots him & him Simon said
(Let's get it)
Keep that check-up box bitch I want the head
(Catch up)
Flame up, and I'm smokin' off the stress
(GBE baby)
Would still be on 64th but I'm blessed
(But I'm blessed)
Shawty know I got guap from the tress
(From the tress)
Blocka blocka blocka, uno dos tres
(Uno dos tres)
Man these bitches be birds for the bread
(Brr, bread)
Baby told me she in love with how I dress
(Beep beep)
Man these niggas love to front for the press
(For the press)
Catch em up in LA, buttons gettin pressed
(Gettin' pressed)
Hit his ass with FN in his chest
(In his chest)
Wipe em down 'cause a fiend at his best
(At his best)
Knock em down tell em throw the towel in
(Throw the towel in)
And my niggas be really wildin'
(Really wildin')
Sayin' you be classy, boy you clownin'
(Boy, you clownin')
A dry ass pussy I can't even drown in (Ayy)
You talkin' pages can't even sign in
(Sign in) in Chiraq ain't no lackin'
Can't even dine in (Even dine in)
Had to grew up to see how people finesse
(Finesse) shorty 'nem'll kill a whole
Strip for nine bands (Nine bands)
Yeah, bitch we flyin' in (Yaoo)
Booked tha private jet so I'm tokin' (Dope)
Slide up in that bitch like a token (Slide)
Tell em tie up, please bring the rope in
(Rope in)
In a three-ten bitches from the fourteen, ayy
Two Glocks and they twins like the Olsens
(Twins like the Olsens)
Open my door bitch, bitch is you slow bitch?
(Is you slow?)
Sayin' you need some training
I can be a coach bitch (I can be a coach)
I got power, I'm like Lilo & Stitch
(Lilo an' Stitch)
Get a bitch a uber she left
But ain't no kiss (But ain't no kiss)
Got like 4 sticks you and you hold this
(Bah bah) got some mo' sticks
I just left the store bitch (Dududuh)
We get vicious, these bitches ferocious
(Ferocious)
We'll cook your ass nigga like some toastes
(Huh huh huh)
I got Twinkies, bitch like Hostess (Hostess)
Nigga come and sign-up for the smoke-list
(For the smoke-list) ayy
Pour up a four in a soda (Ayy, ayy)
Bitch you know my heart cold, Minnesota (Ayy)
Said she love it when I bend her over (Okay)
Bitch it's time to go, copy that over out
(Over)
Try up in the blunt, if it ain't no loud
(No, dope dope dope)
Sosa you gettin' that cheese? bitch
It ain't no doubt (Check)
You thought he was your homie
When y'all got locked up, sold out
(Pussy)
And if I ever die, it's gon be from tookie
Like I play basketball
Hoes throw me that coochie (Coochie)
Left Maxfield then I went rocked the Gucci
(Gucci) bitch you know I get that
Wally Wally ain't no Oochie (No Oochiе tho)
All my friends are dead in my pockеt
I ain’t no Uzi (Warrup bro)
This ain’t no second hand
We gon' smoke you like a Lucy
(Pow pow pow pow)
Hop in a fast car, Skrt-Skrt like I'm Boosie
(Skrt skrt skrt)
Ten blunts smoked, got a nigga feeling woozy
(yeah)
Let's get it, aye aye aye aye, let's get it
I'm too fuckin' real to be hollywood (yeah)
Pullin' up in a big body truck
(Skrt skrt skrt)
Big shells for a big body thug (Bang bang)
Lil niggas takin' big body drugs (Bang huh)
I need that wockhardt that red
That’ll have ya dead (Lean)
Nigga we on your fuckin' head like a dread
(Bah)
He got a gun in his pic, he think I’m scared
(Nah) let off shots him & him Simon said
(Let's get it)
Keep that check-up box bitch I want the head
(Catch up)
Flame up, and I'm smokin' off the stress
(GBE baby)
Would still be on 64th but I'm blessed
(But I'm blessed)
Shawty know I got guap from the tress
(From the tress)
Blocka blocka blocka, uno dos tres
(Uno dos tres)
Man these bitches be birds for the bread
(Brr, bread)
Baby told me she in love with how I dress
(Beep beep)
Man these niggas love to front for the press
(For the press)
Catch em up in LA, buttons gettin pressed
(Gettin' pressed)
Hit his ass with FN in his chest
(In his chest)
Wipe em down 'cause a fiend at his best
(At his best)
Knock em down tell em throw the towel in
(Throw the towel in)
And my niggas be really wildin'
(Really wildin')
Sayin' you be classy, boy you clownin'
(Boy, you clownin')
A dry ass pussy I can't even drown in (Ayy)
You talkin' pages can't even sign in
(Sign in) in Chiraq ain't no lackin'
Can't even dine in (Even dine in)
Had to grew up to see how people finesse
(Finesse) shorty 'nem'll kill a whole
Strip for nine bands (Nine bands)
Yeah, bitch we flyin' in (Yaoo)
Booked tha private jet so I'm tokin' (Dope)
Slide up in that bitch like a token (Slide)
Tell em tie up, please bring the rope in
(Rope in)
In a three-ten bitches from the fourteen, ayy
Two Glocks and they twins like the Olsens
(Twins like the Olsens)
Open my door bitch, bitch is you slow bitch?
(Is you slow?)
Sayin' you need some training
I can be a coach bitch (I can be a coach)
I got power, I'm like Lilo & Stitch
(Lilo an' Stitch)
Get a bitch a uber she left
But ain't no kiss (But ain't no kiss)
Got like 4 sticks you and you hold this
(Bah bah) got some mo' sticks
I just left the store bitch (Dududuh)
We get vicious, these bitches ferocious
(Ferocious)
We'll cook your ass nigga like some toastes
(Huh huh huh)
I got Twinkies, bitch like Hostess (Hostess)
Nigga come and sign-up for the smoke-list
(For the smoke-list) ayy