Tree Tree - Chief Keef

Sosa baby, GBE, baby

Blood Gang, baby

5th Gang, baby, Sit Gang, baby, Get It Gang, baby

Leanin' Gang, baby

You know how I’m rockin', cut off stockings

Keep kush in my pocket

All designer, get ya grind up

Got a Breitling for the muthafuckin' timer

Yeah, bang, bang

All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover

And yo bitches came over, lil nigga, game over

I don’t fuck with po-poers, the po-poers are no-noer

Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over

I got pounds of that kino and I’m a Fendi totter

I ain’t gotta beat my dogs, I’ma sick this 50 on 'em

Choppa come through yeah, I went 50 on 'em

Smokin' ganja yeah, I went tree tree on 'em

You can find me in the club with the snuff, fuck the buff

Baby, this dick what you need, but I know it ain’t enough

I know you want money, but I can’t baby, sorry

I know better 'bout these bitches, baby I am from the projects

Pull up cowabunga, pullin' off like gnarly

Now I can fuck my forth grade teacher, Ms. Crowley

Take two days to smoke a pound, I’m Sosa Marley

And you can call me Sosa Ross, I’m Sosa-phisticated

Man, I’m still fuck your earthquake

I 'member doing drills up in broad day

I got that world stop like Beyonce

Now carry on, I’m gonna go my way

All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover

And yo bitches came over, lil nigga, game over

I don’t fuck with po-poers, the po-poers are no-noer

Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over

I got pounds of that kino and I’m a Fendi totter

I ain’t gotta beat my dogs, I’ma sick this 50 on 'em

Choppa come through yeah, I went 50 on 'em

Smokin' ganja yeah, I went tree tree on 'em

I went tree tree on her

Gettin' ne-ne from that lil bitch Keke on her

He love Keke, but she is a thotty on him

She just wanna have a party on her

And she be goin' on and on and on and-

Sayin' he a goofy, sayin' he ain’t nothin'

And I be like o-kay, o-kay, o-kay

I’mma push him button, no it ain’t no ridin'

Call me Sosa Big Pun, call me Sosa Fat Joe

Call my Ruger Remy Ma, call me Sosa Papoose

Shootin' everythin' from A to Z, alphabet coupe

All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover

And yo bitches came over, lil nigga, game over

I don’t fuck with po-poers, the po-poers are no-noer

Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over

I got pounds of that kino and I’m a Fendi totter

I ain’t gotta beat my dogs, I’ma sick this 50 on 'em

Choppa come through yeah, I went 50 on 'em

Smokin' ganja yeah, I went tree tree on 'em