Bodies On The Ground

[Intro: Chief Keef] Sosa baby you know how I'm rockin' baby Like cut off stockins' baby keep kush in my pocket baby All designer get your grind up Got a Breitling for the time up Big boss Fredo you know how I'm rockin' squad shit Gang in this bitch nigga [Hook: Chief Keef & Fredo Santana] Baby girl you know I got the heat Baby girl you know I got the G's Baby girl you know I live that life Baby girl you know I got that ice Walked in this bitch Smellin' like a pound God damn gas so loud Hunnid round choppa That bitch go graaa Bang bang bang couple bodies on the ground [Verse 1: Chief Keef] Pull up on you smokin' 18 wheel rollin' It's a problem, smoke 'em We ain't gotta choke 'em I don't need no holster It's on my hip and I'ma blow it What you bang, where you hang I got bbrr-bird money Birdman Menace to society I'm Caine Pull up in that thang that bitch stain [Verse 1: Fredo Santana] Savage Squad, Glo Gang Killa a nigga watch 'em die dang We don't give a fuck, we insane Skurt-skurt pull up in that range Bullets goin' crazy, Wu-Tang Check my resume, I do thangs Tell he whipped Japanese bitches eatin' sushi Suck me so good damn, think they's my new boo thang [Hook] [Verse 2: Chief Keef] Pull up in a trucks Buck to the buck Cut to the cut Nigga what to the what Nigga nuck if you buck I'm high speed wish ya luck I tote an HK, Fredo tote on a Glock He sippin' on lean I be smokin' on stuff Drills I go through with it nigga ain't no foldin' up [Verse 2: Fredo Santana] Nigga ain't no foldin' up My money ain't even foldin' up Just bought a condo Damn that bitch is big as fuck Baby mamma suck my dick She might just get some kicks or sum Trickin' ain't nothing if you got it and I am rich as fuck [Hook]