Just What It Be Like - Chief Keef

Sos' baby

Banana boys

Yup, yup

BG, L

Put the K to your face

DJ’s on the beat so this bangin'

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Baby, my watch cost a condo

Pocket full of hunchos

'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight

Still got the Glock with the green light

Sometimes shit don’t seem right

Pour that deuce with a big light

I remember runnin' 'round high school with a tool, thinkin' I’m cool

I played duh-duh-duh-cooly, didn’t have the flu either

Rocking my jewels

Probably pull up to the high school reunion, look at my coupe

I cannot hoop but I know some niggas that really know how to shoot

Fuck you think you?

You don’t fuck with me then I don’t fuck with you

Thought we was cool

We gon' come out the blue and give your ass the blues

Stick go Kanye, scoopity scoop

My son mama say he been bad, I’m like, «Ooh, what he do?»

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Baby, my watch cost a condo

Pocket full of hunchos

'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight

Still got the Glock with the green light

Sometimes shit don’t seem right

Pour that deuce with a big light

Come get your bitch, she on my heels

Tryna pull up in heels, 'cause I live in the hills

Shorty know I keep it real, you ain’t really from the field

Ice got me on chill, been running up the mills

But we not gon' give, Kool-Aid man, oh yeah

Turn a nigga to a car, put some bands on him

My mans ran on him, so I had to put my mans on him

Think he hot, throw a ten on him

If he got the drip, we gon' swim on him, ayy

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Baby, my watch cost a condo

Pocket full of hunchos

'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight

Still got the Glock with the green light

Sometimes shit don’t seem right

Pour that deuce with a big light

Came through stuntin', smoking on skunk

Bitch we want it, bitch we done it

Bitch them fifties, bitch these hundreds

Like I ain’t got it, bitch I’m on it

Can’t run out of gas, can’t be stuck

Tell me the price, can’t be much

Niggas be talking like they can’t get touched

We gon' knock 'em down, you can help em up

And I don’t give a fuck

Tadoe come cook 'em, pick 'em up

Get your forty-four (Finish 'em)

It’s a whole lot of bullets left

You wanna take it there?

We can take it there

You lil' soft ass teddy bear

Put the K to your face, give you the Glock

And make you kill yourself

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Baby, my watch cost a condo

Pocket full of hunchos

'Bout to pull up in London, ayy, ayy

These niggas acting like they want smoke

They don’t really want smoke

They don’t really want smoke, ayy, ayy

Lately, I been wearin' my jeans tight

Still got the Glock with the green light

Sometimes shit don’t seem right

Pour that deuce with a big light