Chiefin' (feat. Huncho King)
Fuck love I don't need it
I love all of my bitches don't hate me I just be Chiefin'
Chiefin' for any reason
I earned it so y'all going see it
Drop a bag on them bitches and get them bitches deleted
I'm like fuck everybody I ain't loving em
If they ain't come from out the same pussy I ain't trusting em, had enough of em
He really stay to hisself so tell me how you fuck with him
Stay telling lies on a nigga swear that shit wack
Lies and bullshit what they spreading a nigga see right through that
Got clear ass vision no nigga could cloud my hat
Got some air in your chest well pussy you gon' get flat
Talking bodies after bodies just hanging coats on the rack
Money going up like Shaq, ugh can't play it safe
I fell in love with banks and she been teaching me how to Chase
I'm on I know I'm on, done broke the meter
I tote a heater ugh no HESI this shit get lethal
Put the world on my back for my people
With this G3C and Olight I'm beaming right through this evil
These niggas be stunted out just like that nigga Knievel
I don't condone that
If he ain't Chiefin' you got the wrong cat
We ride in big toys and whips, they can't afford that
Flossing out and stacking all of my chips
I ain't got time, I gotta shine!
I been patient for longest, fall in line
When a nigga finally step out they know it's going be my time
I tell no lies, Tru Time
If y'all didn't now y'all know
I was playing like a rookie on Chief I done went Preaux
I don't care how y'all fell I'm stepping on all y'all toes
Yea I came with that Bet Bet and giving another dose
I'm giving em something to talk bout to keep my name in their throat
Shit is pure like a motherfucker, hopefully y'all don't choke
I'm the cause of this wave, I ain't giving niggas no ropes
As long as a nigga dope I just know it's going be some hope
It's going be hope, it's going be hope, it's going be hope
I been holding all these thoughts in my head now I'm going blow
Time to climb on these motherfuckers
I took break now I'm sliding on this motherfucker
I made mistakes now I'm grinding like a motherfucker
No time to waste I pushing it without brakes, I developed expensive taste
I ain't going back, I know just how that struggle feel
Downing Don Julio, ain't sipping bitch I'm Chiefin' still!
Ugh ugh ugh
Fuck love I don't need it
I love all of my bitches don't hate me I just be Chiefin'
Chiefin' for any reason
I earned it so y'all going see it
Drop a bag on them bitches and get them bitches deleted
Fuck all that pussy shit, I'm back and now it's game over
Just had a fall out with my people, had to dust my shoulders
Just pour a four up in a twenty had to spike my soda
Still clutchin' on my toaster yea lah bitch I'm still rollin
Fuck all them bitches, yea them bitches showin' no love
Just put my heart up in the slug had to pull the plug
You niggas on that lame shit, you bitches on the same shit
Money on my mind, Touch a Mill, I'm on that gang shit
Check my wrist game, Tru Time you know I got it
Les my chain up, you still rolling how I rock it
Chief and that's my brother you might be gone, but not forgotten
That bitch stupid
Big shit Big shit Big shit
Huh, stop playing mane you see
Told you I was gon' paint the sky
You thought I was playing
What they call you now, what they call you?
Big Chief cuh
I love all of my bitches don't hate me I just be Chiefin'
Chiefin' for any reason
I earned it so y'all going see it
Drop a bag on them bitches and get them bitches deleted
I'm like fuck everybody I ain't loving em
If they ain't come from out the same pussy I ain't trusting em, had enough of em
He really stay to hisself so tell me how you fuck with him
Stay telling lies on a nigga swear that shit wack
Lies and bullshit what they spreading a nigga see right through that
Got clear ass vision no nigga could cloud my hat
Got some air in your chest well pussy you gon' get flat
Talking bodies after bodies just hanging coats on the rack
Money going up like Shaq, ugh can't play it safe
I fell in love with banks and she been teaching me how to Chase
I'm on I know I'm on, done broke the meter
I tote a heater ugh no HESI this shit get lethal
Put the world on my back for my people
With this G3C and Olight I'm beaming right through this evil
These niggas be stunted out just like that nigga Knievel
I don't condone that
If he ain't Chiefin' you got the wrong cat
We ride in big toys and whips, they can't afford that
Flossing out and stacking all of my chips
I ain't got time, I gotta shine!
I been patient for longest, fall in line
When a nigga finally step out they know it's going be my time
I tell no lies, Tru Time
If y'all didn't now y'all know
I was playing like a rookie on Chief I done went Preaux
I don't care how y'all fell I'm stepping on all y'all toes
Yea I came with that Bet Bet and giving another dose
I'm giving em something to talk bout to keep my name in their throat
Shit is pure like a motherfucker, hopefully y'all don't choke
I'm the cause of this wave, I ain't giving niggas no ropes
As long as a nigga dope I just know it's going be some hope
It's going be hope, it's going be hope, it's going be hope
I been holding all these thoughts in my head now I'm going blow
Time to climb on these motherfuckers
I took break now I'm sliding on this motherfucker
I made mistakes now I'm grinding like a motherfucker
No time to waste I pushing it without brakes, I developed expensive taste
I ain't going back, I know just how that struggle feel
Downing Don Julio, ain't sipping bitch I'm Chiefin' still!
Ugh ugh ugh
Fuck love I don't need it
I love all of my bitches don't hate me I just be Chiefin'
Chiefin' for any reason
I earned it so y'all going see it
Drop a bag on them bitches and get them bitches deleted
Fuck all that pussy shit, I'm back and now it's game over
Just had a fall out with my people, had to dust my shoulders
Just pour a four up in a twenty had to spike my soda
Still clutchin' on my toaster yea lah bitch I'm still rollin
Fuck all them bitches, yea them bitches showin' no love
Just put my heart up in the slug had to pull the plug
You niggas on that lame shit, you bitches on the same shit
Money on my mind, Touch a Mill, I'm on that gang shit
Check my wrist game, Tru Time you know I got it
Les my chain up, you still rolling how I rock it
Chief and that's my brother you might be gone, but not forgotten
That bitch stupid
Big shit Big shit Big shit
Huh, stop playing mane you see
Told you I was gon' paint the sky
You thought I was playing
What they call you now, what they call you?
Big Chief cuh
Credits
Writer(s): Joe'kur Jones
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Other Album Tracks
- So Long Letter (feat. MykelOnTheBeat)
- Devin's Lyric
- In My Element/Long Live Chief (feat. Way2Valid)
- September 1st
- Why
- Chiefin' (feat. Huncho King)
- Clarity (feat. Way2Valid)
- Touch ah Mill (feat. Way2Valid)
- God Wouldn't (Tru Time)
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