Chief Keef - Reefah lyrics

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Chief Keef - Reefah lyrics

[Hook] When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon I'm gettin' money these n***as don't know the meanin' I just got to leanin' cause I was double cup feenin' Out there rockin' the Glock n***as bet' not come in between it When I was 16 I was on the phone wit' a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett I would be f**in' the teachers Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah [Verse 1] I'mma bring the guap and I'mma bring the hoes too And I got my shooter you can get your a** barbecued [?] motherf** how deep, n***a how are you? Ride on yo block lookin' for you, n***a where are you? You was lookin' suspect, I ain't want to harm you Goin' real fast I can show you what the turn do Yes I was wit' yo b**h n***a that don't concern you Steam out that choppa gon' f** around and iron you Came out the streets made it further than the block go All my vatos countin' guap, eating nachos Acting like you ride n***a 'till you hit a pothole Fresh a** n***a I be flexing on 'em macho K let off and it's sounding like a congo Go in my hood and it's sounding like a jungle Ain't been back yet I'm still running from the popo This .45 got more kick than the .44 [Hook] When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon I'm gettin' money these n***as don't know the meanin' I just got to leanin' cause I was double cup feenin' Out there rockin' the Glock n***as bet' not come in between it When I was 16 I was on the phone wit' a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett I would be f**in' the teachers Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah [Verse 2] I'm sipping on [?] like Kool-Aid I love money like Jay love D'Ussé Counting big bands like hip hip hooray Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu-ray Come get your fix f** around, be too late Drank that you're sipping f** around, be bool aid Chains on me look just like ice age I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid Keep sneak dissin' boy you don't wanna fight me Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y When we let shots off she was sounding feisty Plotting on sh** she was sounding real heisty Lazy a** n***a always worried bout what n***as do Want to up the heat? n***a duck 'cause I'm finna shoot f** around and hurt n***a have the shells ending you If you get money hit the lot 'tell 'em Bentley you [Hook] When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon I'm gettin' money these n***as don't know the meanin' I just got to leanin' cause I was double cup feenin' Out there rockin' the Glock n***as bet' not come in between it When I was 16 I was on the phone wit' a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett I would be f**in' the teachers Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah

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