Chief Keef Cops song lyrics

My watch is so flirty, take your bitch, I bet he can

My gun is so dirty, yours Hi-Point, I bet he jam

This ain't peanut butter, I can't be up in these jams

Pussy niggas tell it, y'all can't be up in these slams

Cops done met us on your block, we in that jam, out that jam

Pussy niggas stop that flexin', you know you ain't 'bout that there

Say you're a shooter, nigga stop right there

Red beam your head, put the dot right there

With the 50 niggas with Glocks right there

Vroom vroom nigga then the cops right there

Pull up on your strip with the hollow tip, startin' shit

Take a whiff of this here, my gun fun and shit, pardon it

Bulldog with the 4 5th, and I target it, I did it

30 shots on my hip, and I bargained it, I did it

30 karats on my wrist, they just shine and shit, pardon it

Fuck niggas act like fish, pulled up and sardined it, I did it

Ridin' down your block, just came from silence

Bitch we lightin' shit

Bitch I run this shit, this ain't a rally, bitch we climbin' shit

Jumped out the porch when I was 9 and shit

On the block totin' a 9 and shit

Runnin' up, committin' crimes and shit

Them bein' on that grimy shit

Now my jewelry bling as shit

Now I'm the biggest thing and shit

Smokin' on dope, the blue dream and shit

This shit got me dreamin' and shit

You got a Hi-Point, aye, nigga what?

You think with that Hi-Point, aye, you finna bust?

You think you're a hard boy, aye, nigga what?

Creepin' down the pavement, aye, finna buck, up

With them slugs

Shoot you in your face and your nuts

Nigga, aye, what's up

With all these fuck niggas, talkin' a bunch of nothin'?

Scooby Doo shucks, when we pullin' up

Shootin' up trucks, shootin' up your cars

Nigga run up, done up, hah, yeah, wish you luck

Click clack these guns, make 'em hot, these hoes fizzin' up

Sizzlin' up