Chief Keef - Vet Lungs lyrics

[Hook: Chief Keef] Glocks tucked man I up I ah Damage ya Wa**up with all these f** n***as? I'm sorry for the weight I couldn't help I was always smoking on the skunk Bad b**h in my truck she tryna f** My necklace it be shining to my junk I be smokin' dope baby I got vet lungs [Verse 1: Chief Keef] Blood gang, Blood dripping over here You want problems, you can get it over here You don't listen, better listen over here If you don't, I bring them pistols over there I come through and put the pistol to your ear I come through, I put the pistol to your rib I was getting money I was taking it as gifts I'm still getting money I'm still getting it how I live My wrist real, real chill, I chill I ain't never cold b**h I feel how I feel I got 10 fans on and I live how I live I'ma plan to keep growin' and I peel how I peel [Hook] [Verse 2: Chief Keef] Sorry for the W-E-I-G-H-T b**h I know it's W-A-I-T, ight b? Aye I come through Mr.T White Tee and bright things Ain't got no cuban links, I got on a breitling We know drama TNT, Hercules, Disney We got cannons, Nicki, Nickelodeon, Jimmy I got that cartoon network, and that net work WG If you looking for me, I'm with money in a meeting Me and you we got money disagreements Can't come to no conclusions Cause your money ain't worth me yet If I upload a status I don't need no feedback I don't give a mothaf** who f**in' we at [Hook]