Letras My Head - Chief Keef

My Head

Turbo, turbo, turbo\n(S'up baby, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nGGP, it’s in the game\nYou know them niggas hate every time I come around\nLook at me at the red light, that’s right\nIf you try me, you know you’re dead, right?\nShe get a wetty in her leggings when I pull up in my foreign car\nHop out that bitch, it’s looking like I write checks\nI’m a young icy nigga, aren’t I?\nThis blunt I’m smoking on is bigger than my head\nLet me tell you about the blunt I’m smoking on\nThis shit hit so strong, I can’t live that long\nLet me tell you about your bitch I’m fucking on\nShe suck me like it’s right, when she in the wrong\nLet me tell you about this car that I’m gon' bend\nWhen I let the top down, bitch I’m gonna win\nLet me tell you about the money that I spend\nHit Louis Vuitton, after I hit Fendi\nI just poured a whole pint and I will fuck your wife\nI don’t care if y’all was just married\nTell that bitch, «stop staring at me»\nYou know them niggas hate every time I come around\nLook at me at the red light, that’s right\nIf you try me, you know you’re dead, right?\nShe get a wetty in her leggings when I pull up in my foreign car\nHop out that bitch, it’s looking like I write checks\nI’m a young icy nigga, aren’t I?\nThis blunt I’m smoking on is bigger than my head\nYou don’t be sipping no drank (you don’t sip no drank)\nYou don’t be fucking the hoes (you don’t fuck no thots)\nYou don’t be counting them Pros (you don’t count on me)\nI pour 12's, you pour up 4's (bitch, I pour a lot)\nGirl know he is a lame ass nigga\nA real nigga can’t paint that picture\nBaby girl, I don’t want no relations\n'Cause any nigga can roll that swisher\nWho smokes the most dope?\nWho’s dodging these hoes?\nGot cash, I need mo'\nSo I’m finding nemo\nYou know them niggas hate every time I come around\nLook at me at the red light, that’s right\nIf you try me, you know you’re dead, right?\nShe get a wetty in her leggings when I pull up in my foreign car\nHop out that bitch, it’s looking like I write checks\nI’m a young icy nigga, aren’t I?\nThis blunt I’m smoking on is bigger than my head\nBang, bang