Chief Keef, Blood Money - Thought He Was lyrics

He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was

I'm Blood Money from FrontStreet
And I run shit (I run shit)
Got a 50 Cal
I'll dump shit and I'll pump shit
(I'll pump shit) got a dope line and a coke
Line and they dumb rich (Got dumb trips)
Got young niggas
They dread heads and they dumb rich
(They dumb rich)
Got a bad bitch she from outta town
She dumb thick (Dumb thick)
And I fuck with her 'cause she don't
Hit my line with that dumb shit
(Don't shit, no fufu shit)
And when I call her she'll hit the block
She dump shit (Dump shit)
She bring the bread
She come back and then count it right
(Then count it right) she know the type
I don't fuck around with that appetite
(That appetite)
Got a bad bitch with long hair
She from Agatite (She from up North)
I love that 'cause she fuck me
Up and she suck it right (Suck it right)
Like Fat Gleesh
I fuck that and then I cuff that
(I cuff that) these niggas mad 'cause I'm
Success and they suspect (They suspect)
I'm a ride down with that cannon
Out and I'ma rush that (I'ma rush that)
My shit showing, got a white T
Don't tuck that (No tuckin' that, nah)
Bitch, who the fuck want war, ride down
(Come ride down)
I'm on FrontStreet with them cannons
Out and I'll spaz out (With my guys now)
You kill mine, I'ma kill yours, I spaz out
(Spaz out) i'm a ride out to your
Hideout and I'ma spaz out (I'ma spaz out)
I'm a ride out to your hideout
And let them guys out (Brra, brra)
They gon' hit the block with them 40 Cal
We gon' fry it out (We done shot his house)
We potato niggas, y'all bitch niggas
Y'all fries out (Y'all small fires)
Better watch out bitch, I'ma das- dash out
(Dash out)
Got twenty thou' in my pocket finna
Spend that on a outfit (That on a outfit)
I'm dumb rich
Got a gun with two hundred shots in it
(Hundred shots in it)
Got a Audi truck and a beamer truck, nigga
No it's not rented (No it's not rented)
Pair of Robin jeans with them rubies on them
With a lot of knots in 'em
(Lot of knots in 'em)
Got two phantoms, two mansions
Lot of thots in 'em (Lot of thots in 'em)
Got trap spots with big guap
But no I'm not in 'em (No I'm not in 'em)
These hoes looking for a baby, nigga
I don't let a drop hit 'em
(Let a drop hit 'em) who the fuck want war
Blood Money got a lot of shots with him
(Lot of shots with him)
And a lot of guns with him
(Lot of guns with him)
Kill a lot of opps with it (Lot of opps dead)

He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was

He thought he was, I'm smoking drugs
I'm in the club, I spend a dub
Then get it back, it's just like that
Chief Sosa flex, get hit with that TEC
Got a hundred shots
Fifty shots in this Glock
Boy, don't get popped, Tadoe got that mop
We sweep you up, scoop up your bitch
I'm gon' fuck her because I am rich
Hit Johnny Dang, 20K for my chain
20K for my ring, 20K for my thing
100K for my car, I don't pay for no thot
I don't pay for no top, Chief Sosa got guap
Spent thirty in Saks just the other day
And that was on the squad, everyone but me
And that's Glo Gang, niggas know what we bang
Niggas know where we hang
Niggas know we keep things
She wanna fuck, she thought she was
I only want top, 'cause I'm thottied up
She wanna get in the club, be VIP'd up
She thought she was, you off these drugs?
You wanna hug? Wanna suck my nuts?
Wanna tote my guns? Wanna blow my gun?
Is you gon' hit or is you gon' miss
Little bitch? 'Cause I can't fuck with
No nothin' ass bitch, little bitch

He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was
He thought he was, he thought he was

He thought he was