Chief Keef - Cuz My Gear lyrics

Bang Bang bang [Chorus] She just really jock me cause my gear She just really want me for my ear She just really like me for my watch She just really like me for my car [Riff Raff] Holograms on my hand gave me a tanned wrist Diamonds dancing on my fist look like a blank disc Teriyaki suit with the lemon Fanta Heavy weight, heartburn: Mylanta Adversaries call me on my Blackberry Now I'm in the laundry mat: Darryl Strawberry On my cell phone, now I'm on my iPhone She thought it was a cat phone Now I'm on my bat phone Hanging fangs down like a vampire ("Twilight!") Sapphires dancing on my hand like a campfire ("Dancing!") Camp counselor, living in the lap of luxe Double cheese deluxe in the penguin tux [Chorus] [Chief Keef] That b**h rub me cause she know I keep it real ("3 Hunna") Say she don't like a n***a that's gon squal (nah!) Well listen baby, I'm a keep it real You know you ain't got sh**, come in here bu*ter blunt of kush in the air And I won't feed you lies to your ears Cause n***as better calm down before they hear A lot of gun sounds in the air ("bang bang!") I won't wife her keep it pimpin over here Gucci shirts, we ain't simple over here ("Gucci!") f**, n***a mad cause his b**h jockin And I be flexin up the Maseratis, flex! [Chorus]