What Was It - Chief Keef

I come through lights and cameras

Watch got me tripping

She like, «Buy me something», no I ain’t your nigga

It tastes so good, this here what I’m sipping

What I am is what I am naw I ain’t flipping

Got shooters in the trenches

Bad bitch do the dishes

Maid do my laundry, come in here you’ll be missing

I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it

She like, «You know my name?

«, naw bitch what was it?

No tears in the bucket but it’s fuck it

Think I’m from the Rucker causing ruckus

Three point shit bitch I’m shooting buckets

My car caught her at the light and he told her suck it

Bitches see me they be tweaking say they love me

Why was it because my pants so puffy

Four thousand for this Gucci and it’s fluffy

I come through crawlin' like I’m crossing

Bang, call me Sosa Balboa

I got a bad temper like Florida

She think 'cause she got a peach like Georgia

She want me to wife her but I gotta get my lawyer

I come through lights and cameras

Watch got me tripping

She like, «Buy me something», no I ain’t your nigga

It tastes so good this here what I’m sipping

What I am is what I am naw I ain’t flipping

Got shooters in the trenches

Bad bitch do the dishes

Maid do my laundry, come in here you’ll be missing

I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it

She like, «You know my name?"naw bitch what was it?

I’m GLO’d up put the cameras on me

Don’t try I got the hammer on me

I’m a scoop your bitch in a minute

She’ll think I’m gonna love her

But I see her in a minute, gotta get me a dental

Pull on her make her crippled

It could not be so simple

I want you to go down, you can do the cha cha limbo

My car be slicing Kimbo

Margielas fuck your Timbos

I come through I’m capping, remember when I was little

Got me shittin' on your Rollie, I don’t want baloney

I want me some steak, I want me some money

I want me some fifties, I got me some hundreds

Just to keep it 100, this clip hold hunnids

What’s up under my hood, you don’t wanna see it nigga

I take money you don’t wanna be it

Man I come from the hood, now I’m rich

It ain’t about the money, then I can’t see it

I come through lights and cameras

Watch got me tripping

She like, «Buy me something», no I ain’t your nigga

It tastes so good this here what I’m sipping

What I am is what I am naw I ain’t flipping

Got shooters in the trenches

Bad bitch do the dishes

Maid do my laundry, come in here you’ll be missing

I got all these hundreds, that is how I does it

She like, «You know my name?"naw bitch what was it?