I Don’t Think They Love Me Lyrics – Chief Keef
Ye put Chicago on, I put Chiraq on
Ye put Chicago on, I put Chiraq on
Hmm hmm (On foenem)
Naw, for real
Thank you, thank you, thank you
We done buried some many of the guys
Got an AP, but don’t know when it’s your time
She like “Sosa, do you like fish?”, un-un
If she from Hong-Kong, she be eatin’ wonton
Chopsticks, sizzle cake ’cause it’s bum bum bum
*** on you, but it’s in trunk, what the ***?
I pulled Jovel out the seat, and pump him up
You in close range, that shotgun gon’ dump you up
In the yard, these *** juggin’ on me
Party ***, juggin’ on me
Pop him and his homie
Fry they ass, like baloney
I can buy a chimp, still lonely
Every since I got money
All of these ***, love me
Ridin’ round in my Hellcat
He hate me, I felt that
Like Cody be actin’ like he stand jack
Turn the T, I nailed that
You ain’t grow up in the projects
I made a ***, that’s some stretch
We love you more and one less
I don’t want you, baby, I want neck
I ain’t buyin’ a *** ***, if she ain’t buy me ***
We ain’t wanna hand cocked for a free ***
I can’t give a *** ***, if she ain’t give me ***
She ain’t know who her baby daddy, say I might be it
Say a *** actin’ crazy, that’s how we get
We ain’t get tutored in the streets, how you gon’ teach ***?
I can’t live with no ***, she might bleach my ***
I just hit the back of the club on some VIP ***
Sosa baby
Sit gang, situation gang, ***
I wanna clear my mind
I got a Lamborghini and it’s parked outside
I’m in a Lamborghini
Couldn’t make it right with shorty, at least I tried
Wanna be my shorty, I am not pliced
Tryna have me sprung, I ain’t T-Pain
Got some bad hoes, brought ’em to me, gang
I mean, gang got bad hoes, and brought ’em to me, me
Sent some flyers up, let you know, choppa got a mean grin
*** G on the west side of the fefe
You know I’m Gucci, yeah, I’m GG
Skinny lil’ ***, with a head like Riri