Chief Keef – Reload lyrics

[Intro: Ballout]
Oooooo, what the f**?
This b**h made my spill my muhf**ing cup!
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
[?], stuff it
Half ounce, f** it
This track b**h, you love it
Already f**ing
That ain’t straight drop, that’s Tussin
That fake ice, tuck it
‘Cause this bling on me bussing
Believe that, trust it
[Verse 2: Tadoe]
Balling real hard, I ain’t hooping n***a
Bought a lil b**h, I ain’t Cupid n***a
I get getting money, getting stupid figures
Got your gun but you ain’t shooting n***a
Hit a n***a pockets like a goofy, n***a
Blue Robbin’s jeans with the Ruger, n***a
Just copped a Porsche, real [?] n***a
Hit a few blocks acting foolish n***a
Smoking on the dope, got a toolie with us
Smoking on the thoinks, got a cutie with us
All my n***as solid, no fruity n***as
And I’m getting quap, still shooting n***as
Shawty bounce her a** like I’m Juvie n***a
Shawty bounce her a** like I’m Juvie n***a
In this b**h, we gon’ make a movie n***a
In this b**h, we gon’ make a movie n***a
[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
n***as steady talking that tough sh**
Me and gang be on that f** sh**
This car I’m whipping be on that rough sh**
Kentucky Derby, we on that dust sh**
You want something n***a, meet me at the function
Don’t make your b**h meet me at the dungeon
All this muhf**ing designer on me
f** around, thought I was up in London
Drive the car like it’s muhf**ing stuntman
Shoot the ball like I’m muhf**ing Kobe
Shoot the pistol like I’m muhf**ing Odee
Ice on me got me colder than a polar
And the dope got me higher than a solar
In that thang, switching lanes like a bowler
Crack the window, the damn choppa go aroma
In on [?] skating, call me Homer
[Verse 4: Ballout]
Top of the roof, have my gang hoe
Just f**ed yo b**h, kicked yo b**h out
Just took me a [?]
It ain’t even been an hour
Counting this money up
Know I had to run it up
Hopped out to get some cups
Hellcat, still [?]
[Verse 5: Tadoe]
Hellcat and just copped new jeans
Real [?]
Trap spot got like two or three
Hit my phone if you need a few P’s
In the strip club serving QP’s
New jeans cost me ’bout two keys
Beep the ranch sauce, smoke the blue cheese
Beep the ranch sauce, smoke the blue cheese
[Verse 6: Chief Keef]

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