Sneeze

Chocolate chopper for him, he think it's vanilla

30 shot, four five, in my Louis sweater

Cooler than a fan, this bitch think that I'm sweat her

"Chief Sosa, I look up to you," pussy boy, you better

If you ain't smoking', OG, I don't want your weed

Like a thotty on her period, I make a **** bleed

Do this shit for Cap' and Blood, thorn' C's, throwin' B's

Have this Glock up and bless you, like he care about your sneeze

Lift this chopper like some weights, I ain't bench pressin'

Got FNH up in the club and I got Smith & Wesson

But I don't really like Smith & Wesson, got Glock, boy

If he decide to knock you down, you's a opp, boy

Pulled up in that ugly thang, it got teeth on it

They like, what the fuck's a feature, ain't got Keef on it

This bitch wanna roll some weed and put some keef on it

At the top hangin' off the clouds, yeah my sleeves on it

If you lookin' for me, I'm prolly in New Orleans

With them 504 boys, no Levis jeans

Come through with 450s, **** flee the scene

Bitch a 223 chopper, that's what Keef'll bring

Chocolate chopper for him, he think it's vanilla

30 shot, four five, in my Louis sweater

Cooler than a fan, this bitch think that I'm sweat her

"Chief Sosa, I look up to you," pussy boy, you better

If you ain't smoking', OG, I don't want your weed

Like a thotty on her period, I make a **** bleed

Do this shit for Cap' and Blood, thorn' C's, throwin' B's

Have this Glock up and bless you, like he care about your sneeze

Up this Glock and sneeze, catch you, ha-coo

Come through and knock down your partner, I mean to pop you

Like we was shooting' some craps, I mean to spot you

You's a goofy to the audience, no need to clap you

I got plenty B-roll, like a camera man

Diddy Boppin' in the party, that's Keef Hammer Dance

You can put me at the back and I'm still gon' win

Stompin' on the heads of my mufuckin' mini-man

Brown brick mansion, lookin' like some wheats, ****

Six car garage, well I got three in them

Gotta go super far for the other three

Pull off and my shit soundin' ugly

Chocolate chopper for him, he think it's vanilla

30 shot, four five, in my Louis sweater

Cooler than a fan, this bitch think that I'm sweat her

"Chief Sosa, I look up to you," pussy boy, you better

If you ain't smoking', OG, I don't want your weed

Like a thotty on her period, I make a **** bleed

Do this shit for Cap' and Blood, thorn' C's, throwin' B's

Have this Glock up and bless you, like he care about your sneeze