Chief Keef - Goin' Wild lyrics

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Chief Keef - Goin' Wild lyrics

[Produced by Dolan Beats] [Hook] Got that 4-5 on my hip, let it rip and I dip On my kids, n***as sneak dissin' on right here I don't trust a peer, cops roll in the rear view mirror I'ma keep going, push it to the limit, getting out of here I'm in the (?) Smoking on jet lag, that jet pack all in my ears, it's loud Shooting them bullets in the crowd Almighty Chief Sosa goin' wild [Verse 1] Hop in my car then steer I'm work that mothaf**a like I'm work the wheel In the kitchen, whipping up them kids b**h, I don't eat nothing but chips That's cake Swear to god these n***as fake They always want some off your plate Can't get none of my steak Paid fifty for the Breitling Look at how that mothaf**a shining The same price for my Glo Man What you mothaf**ing do with that Glo then? Shine I'm always grinding, with my nine Tadoe, aye Walking around with that nina Doing drills up out of Venoms [Hook] 4-5 on my hip, let it rip and I dip On my kids, n***as sneak dissin' on right here I don't trust a peer, cops roll in the rear view mirror I'ma keep going, push it to the limit, getting out of here I'm in the (?) Smoking on jet lag, that jet pack all in my ears, it's loud Shooting them bullets in the crowd Almighty Chief Sosa goin' wild [Verse 2] Goin' crazy Eighteen with all these babies sh** crazy Should of been in the navy Choppa go gratarra, duh duh duh, save me sh** crazy, they going crazy Call 911, tell them save me Almighty Sosa don't play Thousands in every room when I wake up Wake up and get my cake up Walk on the block then I shake up Walk in the kitchen, shake up Put it in the stove, just bake up Watch it crack up Tell them f** n***as lace up Look at all this mothaf**ing paper Running with that mothaf**ing cheddar Just wanna spend four thousand on the f**ing leather [Hook] Got that 4-5 on my hip, let it rip and I dip On my kids, n***as sneak dissin' on right here I don't trust a peer, cops roll in the rear view mirror I'ma keep going, push it to the limit, getting out of here I'm in the (?) Smoking on jet lag, that jet pack all in my ears, it's loud Shooting them bullets in the crowd Almighty Chief Sosa goin' wild

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