Sneeze

Zaytoven Yah, yah, yah, yah (yeah) Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (yeah) Yah, yah (yeah) Sosa, baby (Sosa) GBE, baby (bang, bang) Chocolate chopper for him, he think it's vanilla 30 shot, 4-5, in my Louis sweater Cooler than a fan, this bitch think that I'm sweat her "Chief Sosa, I look up to you," p***y boy, you better If you ain't smokin' OG, I don't want your weed Like a thottie on her period, I make a nigga bleed Do this shit for Cap' and Blood, throwin' C's, throwin' B's Have this Glock up and bless you, like he care about your sneeze Lift this chopper like some weights, I ain't bench pressin' Got FN up in the club and I got Smith & Wesson But I don't really like Smith & Wesson, got Glock, boy If he decide to knock you down, you's a opp, boy Pulled up in that ugly thing, it got teeth on it They like "What the fuck's a feature, ain't got Keef on it" This bitch wanna roll some weed and put some keef on it At the top hangin' off the clouds, yeah my sleeves on it If you lookin' for me, I'm prolly in New Orleans With them 504 boys, no Levis jeans Come through with 450s, nigga flee the scene Bitch a 223 chopper, that's what Keef'll bring Chocolate chopper for him, he think it's vanilla 30 shot, 4-5 in my Louis sweater Cooler than a fan, this bitch think that I'm sweat her "Chief Sosa, I look up to you," p***y boy, you better If you ain't smokin' OG, I don't want your weed Like a thottie on her period, I make a nigga bleed Do this shit for Cap' and Blood, throwin' C's, throwin' B's Have this Glock up and bless you, like he care about your sneeze Up this Glock and sneeze, catch you, ah-choo Come through and knock down your partner, I mean to pop you Like we was shootin' some craps, I mean to spot you You's a goofy to the audience, no need to clap you I got plenty B-roll, like a camera man Diddy Boppin' in the party, that's Keef Hammer Dance You can put me at the back and I'm still gon' win Stompin' on the heads of my mufuckin' mini-man Brown brick mansion, lookin' like some wheats, nigga Six car garage, well I got three in them Gotta go super far for the other three Pull off and my shit soundin' ugly Chocolate chopper for him, he think it's vanilla 30 shot, 4-5, in my Louis sweater Cooler than a fan, this bitch think that I'm sweat her "Chief Sosa, I look up to you," p***y boy, you better If you ain't smokin' OG, I don't want your weed Like a thottie on her period, I make a nigga bleed Do this shit for Cap' and Blood, throwin' C's, throwin' B's Have this Glock up and bless you, like he care about your sneeze Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Bang bang, bang bang --- Sneeze - Chief Keef