Mailbox by Chief Keef
Released : 2017
No I can’t calm down, *** I’m too turnt up
Judge gon’ give me life, foreign door murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See the LV on my boxers, when I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like Red Hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks ‘n ’em deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox
Niggas be really knowin’, *** be really goin
Look up and the ceiling gone, that ass I’m feelin’ on
Need a Christina Milian, I could pop me a wheelie on
‘Bout to go get some more chains
Like I ain’t got enough jewelry on
Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn
Got a U-Haul backing in, with equipment and more laundry
You know we ain’t really for none, all I know is get paper
I know killas and they owe me big favors, *** XO me like Weeknd
I’m somewhere out eating, stay yo ass in 2 feet
Or go yo ass on the deep end, someone hand me a ashtray
That’s my boys who passed away, keep my mouth laminated
‘Til the day I’m eliminated
No I can’t calm down, *** I’m too turnt up
Judge gon’ give me life, foreign door murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See the LV on my boxers, when I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like Red Hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks ‘n ’em deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox
What’s yo address ***? Where you live at ***?
We ain’t tryna hear that ***, you know I’m a real ass ***
You know I gotta get cash ***, you know I want it real bad ***
My young niggas run down on you, treat you like a lil’ ass ***
*** see the ice, they see the cars, they see the Benz they in the mood
They get in, into the spot, that’s where the cars gon’ take us to
I need top, I told them *** that like it was breaking news
And you know I be about my chicken, *** no Ramen noodles
Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry
We can’t leave no trace I guess them gloves come in handy
It’s lovely now, *** be loving me now aye, had the *** suckin’ me up
She might end up shutting me down aye
No I can’t calm down, *** I’m too turnt up
Judge gon’ give me life, foreign door murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See the LV on my boxers, when I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like Red Hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks ‘n ’em deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox
Chief Keef – The Dedication (Album 2017)
01. Ticket
02. Keke Palmer
03. Mailbox
04. Cook ***
05. Bad
06. Text
07. Get It
08. Glory Bridge
09. Negro
10. Less Speed
11. Come On Now
12. Kills
13. I Told Y’all
14. Let Me See
15. Be Back
○ Top “Chief Keef” Songs
● “Love Sosa ”
[ Quotable ]
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain’t making no noise
Ya’ll know I’m a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
● Faneto
[ Quotable ]
Finna go and shoot New Jersey up
Tryna take my chain, I ain’t goin’
We gon’ come and blow New Jersey up
You want something? Hurry up
● I Don’t Like
[ Quotable ]
Stalking ass ***, *** I don’t like
I done got indicted selling all white
But I won’t never snitch none in my life
I keep this *** 3hunna ***, I’m going right
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