Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Whoa
[Verse 2]
Forty-five for my jacket, oh, man
Forty-six in them and we givin' out ten
Forty-seven of them bands
Big racks like I wear a 48 in pants, bang, bang
[Verse 3]
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin' for you, three, four, knockin' on your door
Five, six, comin' through your gate, seven, eight, we was runnin' lil' late
[Verse 4]
Nine, ten, I'm ridin' with extended's
Eleven, twelve, Forbes on my hit list
Thirteen, fourteen karats on my pinky
Fifteen, sixteen tattoos, bitch, I'm inky
[Verse 5]
Seventeen, eighteen chains got me iced out
Nineteen, twenty fuckin' bands to get you sniped out
Lil' case, twenty-one bands will get you right out
Free Cdai, a .22 shooter's on me right now
[Verse 6]
Twenty-three's on the care, twenty-four's on the truck
Twenty-five times two's in my motherfuckin' Glock
I got twenty-six pumps for a motherfuckin' thot
I'm sendin' twenty-seven shots at a motherfuckin' opp
[Verse 7]
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin' for you, three, four, knockin' on your door
Five, six, comin' through your gate, seven, eight, we was runnin' lil' late
[Verse 8]
Twenty-nine, thirty, I was posted with them .30's
Thirty-one, thirty-two, you're so gone like a birdie
Thirty-three, thirty-four, call me Sosa Paul Birdie
Thirty-five, thirty-six, I got my ball all dirty
[Verse 9]
Thirty-seven, thirty-eight, Tony Tiger, bitch, I'm great
Thirty-nine, forty, I can sense these ****'s fate
Forty-one, forty-two, I want it from them in the coupe
I'm goin' 143 and 144 too
[Verse 10]
Forty-five for my jacket, oh, man
Forty-six in them and we givin' out ten
Forty-seven of them bands
Big racks like I wear a 48 in pants, bang, bang
[Verse 11]
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin' for you, three, four, knockin' on your door
Five, six, comin' through your gate, seven, eight, we was runnin' lil' late
[Verse 12]
Forty-five for my jacket, oh, man
Forty-six in them and we givin' out ten
Forty-seven of them bands
Big racks like I wear a 48 in pants, bang, bang
Written by: Keith Cozart
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