Never Fly Here (feat. Quavo)

Chief Keef

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    Mmm, yeah
    Ooh, ooh, ooh
    Yeah

    Put that shit on like AB, ballin' on them like KD
    I'ma need me ha straitjacket: Why? 'Cause I'm goin' crazy
    She wanna be my Queen Bey, want me to be her JAY-Z
    Bitch asked me for a Jeep, told her: This Maybelline, bitch, that's maybe
    So, when you goin' to the top? Lil' bro said: Take me
    I used to be on the block, boy, but I don't know no Tay Keith
    Somebody come pour me out, bitch, I'm in this shit waist deep
    Your hundred thou' to my hundred thou', used to put fives on eighthy
    The car I'm in is an eight-speed, hope the cops don't chase me
    Middle fingers to the law, bitch, I'll never let 'em break me
    Postin' another nigga bands, nigga, you can't even pay me
    Told the bitch I don't want her pussy, the bitch proceeded to rape me
    How I take shots, I take sweeps
    Shit around here, it ain't sweet
    Fuck 'em niggas, man, they sweet
    Pussy-ass niggas, gay sweet
    Put me in a Kanye suite
    Havin' drip like an AC
    Havin' drip like a leak
    My style ain't free, you gotta pay me
    Maybach Mercedes
    Bitch, I named her Sadie
    Better turn on the PlayStation, bitch cannot play me
    Auntie caught me prayin', ten K to my auntie
    I'm like: Auntie, you raised me, but she like: Nah, you ain't gotta pay me

    Put some respect on my name like Baby
    Chief Keef (Bang), play with the ki', Zaytiggy (Ziggy)
    Doin' all that talkin', SayCheese (Talk, but she like: Nah, you ain't gotta pay me)
    Bitch say she wanna be a city girl, so- JT, JT
    Bitch say she wanna be a city girl, so- JT, JT
    JT, JT (Yeah)
    JT, JT (Mmm)
    Put some respect on my name like Baby (Woo)
    Bitch, I'm the Huncho, pay me (Huncho)
    Bang, bang, huh, Chief Keef (Bang)
    Play with the ki', Zaytiggy (Ziggy)
    Doin' all that talkin', SayCheese (Talkin')
    Bitch say she wanna be a city girl, so I'ma call her JT (JT)
    Can't save a ho, you can't make me (Nah)

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    Steppin', two feet (Step)
    I told that bitch to scrub the ground, she thought she was goin' to Freaknik (Scrub)
    Ever since my bro The Rocket took off, I been too geeked (Rocket)
    Brr, now my crew geeked (Brr)
    Get tactical with my technique (Tactical)
    You wanna kick it? Call Messi (Go)
    You wanna kick it? Call Ronaldo
    I got narcotics and narcos (Narcos)
    White diamonds, Jack Harlow (White)
    Remember trappin' in my cargos (Trap)
    Now it's pounds in the cargo (Cargo)
    Walkin' out of Wells Fargo (Walk)
    I'll spin with my twin, Charlo (Spin)
    So you know I'ma crash, GEICO (Crash)
    Put me next to Elon (Elon)
    I'm high steppin' like Deion (Woo)
    My heart froze so cold, nigga, I'm on the shelf with Freon (Ice)
    What you doin' in my section? (Huh?), we don't know this peon
    Your bitch lookin' so sexy (Bitch), I'm tryna see what she on (She on)
    Maybach, call it Quaybach (Quaybach)
    Never trap where I stay at (Nah)
    Niggas thought I couldn't make it (Huh?) Just like Diddy, told 'em take that (Take that)
    I'm breakin' shit, Kit-Kat (Break it)
    Somebody tell me where the lick at (Where?)
    Then pop a pill, Tic-Tac (Pill)
    You not alone, where your strap at? (Rrah)

    Where your strap at? (Rrah)
    Where your strap at? (Rrah)
    Maybach, call it Quaybach
    My heart froze so cold, nigga, I'm on the shelf with freon

    Bro finna appeal
    They ain't got shit, keep it real
    Pussy, we don't fuck with you, we never did and never will
    Brodie put up three seals
    Know I had to seal the deal
    Watch what you be postin' on that Reel, real get you killed
    Hellcat doin' tricks, more tricks than a seal
    Broke-ass nigga kill his mama just to inherit her Will
    Wrap the Range over teal, banana Hellcat peel
    'Bout the bills they killl, I'm pullin' up with my ills
    Ain't from the H, but I'm trill, I was trill up in the field
    You not smokin' gas, that's ill, Chief So be smokin' that kill
    Sip codeine when I'm ill, she wanna touch me, see if I'm real
    She told me we gettin' married, I said: Get the fuck out of here
    I call the shots 'round here, you could play, not 'round here
    Got a diamond, never in my ear, this bitch bigger than my ear
    Bitch, I'ma send you a car, your ass'll never drive here
    Yeah, Chief So drive spaceships, but that shit'll never fly here

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