Chief Keef - Racist lyrics

(Zaytoven)

I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this shit going too far
I pulled twenty bad bitches riding in my car
I told them bitches, "Bitch
I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over
They thought I was racing i told 'em
"My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana
Think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy
You racist"

Girl, I got money all in my fucking pocket
I don't like talking
You can leave if you ain't fucking
I ain't want to fuck you anyway, bitch
You musty baby girl, you dusty
But my car do all the dusting
Riding in that Beamer, Bieber, bitch, Justin
I'm screaming obscenities, bitch, I'm cussing
She acting like a bee for the weed
Bitch be buzzing i told her 'bout my money
She can go and meet my cousin
Rest in peace Blood, if he was here
He would be mugging
My car super bad, I done named it McLovin
I told her
"I'ma leave my pants on while we fucking"
I only want to fuck you for
Ten minutes, then I'm nutting, i'm nothing

I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this shit going too far
I pulled twenty bad bitches riding in my car
I told them bitches, "Bitch
I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over
They thought I was racing i told 'em
"My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana
Think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy
You racist"

I'm sipping red
I paid six hundred for the pint
Eight hundred dollar Margielas
Fuck your Mikes bitch buggin'
Told me thousand dollars for the night
I say, "I'm Chief Sosa
I ain't never paid in my life"
Blowing smoke in the police face, bitch
I know my rights i don't give no fuck
You can tell how I'm running lights
Don't leap if you a frog, fuck nigga
Get hit with pipe
I don't like the 'Woods that much
I'm rolling big-ass whites
That's big-ass joints, now you
Know it, fuck nigga, pipe down
I'm so turnt up, can't even put my pipe down
I'm so bossed up
Think I live up in the White House
When you see me, salute me
Or it's fucking lights out

I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this shit going too far
I pulled twenty bad bitches riding in my car
I told them bitches, "Bitch
I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over
They thought I was racing i told 'em
"My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana
Think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy
You racist"

I told that bitch she can't touch my dreads
I'm smoking Tooka, counting on the deads
She say I'm tweaking
I ain't even take my meds
Tatted like amigos, bitch
My skin filled with lead
Nigga talking down, fill him up with lead
I'm flexing so hard
I should buy a watch for my leg
Since he sending messages
He get hit in the legs
I'm friends with UPS and FedEx
I'm full, I ain't even eat my eggs
I got an Uzi with a cooling kit and kick
I start to pour it out
It's pouring out the fifties

I put big-ass rims on my car
Money long, this shit going too far
I pulled twenty bad bitches riding in my car
I told them bitches, "Bitch
I'm freaking you tomorrow"
Police pulled me over
They thought I was racing i told 'em
"My car ain't with the damn pacing"
Got my guns from Indiana
Think they with the Pacers
I only like green, she like, "Boy
You racist"

Bang yeah