Chief Keef, Fredo Santana - My Pistol Make Ya Famous lyrics
Chief Keef [Keith Farrelle Cozart] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chief Keef, Fredo Santana - My Pistol Make Ya Famous lyrics]
Turbo aye, Let's get it
Catch up (coughing)
Aye, bang, Sosa Baby, GBE Baby
(Turbo On The Track)
You could find me in the trap, on the map
So much lean, I might collapse
You could find me in a bank so much rank
So much stank i'm finna faint
You can find me in a trap, gang banging
Smoking stank pistol hanging
I'm on the block gang Banging
Chain dangling let my pistol make you famous
My choppa make you famous
Want beef? I got the Angus
This Alpharma is ancient
What's the recipe, I'm Plankton
I got this foreign stanking
Man I deserve a spanking
I'm in here eating ramen
Noodles with a banger
I'm always on the catch-up
Pour it without it measured
I am the young flexer
All this gold on look like treasure
All these fucking pints, I am a professor
But don't make my shooters
Put you on a stretcher
I'm smoking on this dope
Counting on these bands big ass four nickel
It is in my pants fucking up my stance
I'm fucking up these bands
When you get a glance you see
I don't do the playing
You could find me in the trap, on the map
So much lean, I might collapse
You could find me in a bank so much rank
So much stank i'm finna faint
You can find me in the trap, gang banging
Smoking stank pistol hanging
I'm on the block, gang banging
Chain dangling let my pistol make you famous
Basically, ya'll basic man
I'm the king of trap, embrace it, man
Have them killers pull up and
Straight change your plan
They'll kill you first then they
Will wack your mans
Niggas think it's sweet till I
Pull up slaying their mans
Remember posted on the block
Off the exit rim
Now I sell wock and I think I lost a kidney
I nigga wanna box, what he don't see my semi?
Beat his ass up, smoke his ass like a chimney
Cooling with some thots and they
Gone off the Henny
But I smack one of these hoes if
They ever try to offend me
I'm shooting shit like the old Michael Finley
Bought a FN but I could have bought a Fendi
You could find me in the trap, on the map
So much lean, I might collapse
You could find me in a bank so much rank
So much stank i'm finna faint
You can find me in the trap, gang banging
Smoking stank pistol hanging
I'm on the block, gang banging
Chain dangling my pistol make you famous
Catch up (coughing)
Aye, bang, Sosa Baby, GBE Baby
(Turbo On The Track)
You could find me in the trap, on the map
So much lean, I might collapse
You could find me in a bank so much rank
So much stank i'm finna faint
You can find me in a trap, gang banging
Smoking stank pistol hanging
I'm on the block gang Banging
Chain dangling let my pistol make you famous
My choppa make you famous
Want beef? I got the Angus
This Alpharma is ancient
What's the recipe, I'm Plankton
I got this foreign stanking
Man I deserve a spanking
I'm in here eating ramen
Noodles with a banger
I'm always on the catch-up
Pour it without it measured
I am the young flexer
All this gold on look like treasure
All these fucking pints, I am a professor
But don't make my shooters
Put you on a stretcher
I'm smoking on this dope
Counting on these bands big ass four nickel
It is in my pants fucking up my stance
I'm fucking up these bands
When you get a glance you see
I don't do the playing
You could find me in the trap, on the map
So much lean, I might collapse
You could find me in a bank so much rank
So much stank i'm finna faint
You can find me in the trap, gang banging
Smoking stank pistol hanging
I'm on the block, gang banging
Chain dangling let my pistol make you famous
Basically, ya'll basic man
I'm the king of trap, embrace it, man
Have them killers pull up and
Straight change your plan
They'll kill you first then they
Will wack your mans
Niggas think it's sweet till I
Pull up slaying their mans
Remember posted on the block
Off the exit rim
Now I sell wock and I think I lost a kidney
I nigga wanna box, what he don't see my semi?
Beat his ass up, smoke his ass like a chimney
Cooling with some thots and they
Gone off the Henny
But I smack one of these hoes if
They ever try to offend me
I'm shooting shit like the old Michael Finley
Bought a FN but I could have bought a Fendi
You could find me in the trap, on the map
So much lean, I might collapse
You could find me in a bank so much rank
So much stank i'm finna faint
You can find me in the trap, gang banging
Smoking stank pistol hanging
I'm on the block, gang banging
Chain dangling my pistol make you famous