Chief Keef - Gun Violence lyrics

[Hook: Fredo Santana] Turnt up b**h, I'm super cappin Turnt up b**h, I got them stupid weapons Turnt up b**h, k** you in a second Turnt up b**h, somebody call 9-11 They like "Fredo be cool, man you too turnt" They like "Fredo be cool, somebody finna get murked" I don't wanna have to put you on a T-Shirt I don't wanna have to put you in the f**ing dirt They like "Fredo be cool, boy your a** wild" I don't give a f**, n***a I'm with that gun violence I'm with that gun violence, I'm with that gun violence I don't give a f** n***a, I'm with that gun violence [Verse 1: Fredo Santana] I don't wanna have to put you in a f**ing hearse Whole family rocking you on a t-shirt Stay your a** in your lane, boy the streets hurt Pull up on your block and see if my heat work We can get some money or we can beef first Pull up on your set and shoot whoever I see first Damn, I done got blood on my t-shirt Look down got his brain on my sneakers Kick his a** out the trap, he selling cheap work Cause the smack is my (?) jerk I'm with that gun violence, I'm with that gun violence I don't give a f**, n***a I'm with that gun violence [Hook: Fredo Santana] Turnt up b**h, I'm super cappin Turnt up b**h, I got them stupid weapons Turnt up b**h, k** you in a second Turnt up b**h, somebody call 9-11 They like "Fredo be cool, man you too turnt" They like "Fredo be cool, somebody finna get murked" I don't wanna have to put you on a T-Shirt I don't wanna have to put you in the f**ing dirt They like "Fredo be cool, boy your a** wild" I don't give a f**, n***a I'm with that gun violence I'm with that gun violence, I'm with that gun violence I don't give a f** n***a, I'm with that gun violence [Verse 2: Chief Keef] We put you on a milk carton Pull up pull your pimp card You a Will Ferrell, get hard, mean time I sip hard Drive through, no smalls, aye, cuz I live large Pull up, get the count, pull off like I didn't park All red Louie, yeah I be on my santa sh** How these racks hang off me, what is that? Bana b**h 12 poured up, in a soda, is not a Fanta b**h Pulled up in the night light, it's not a candle b**h I know how to make these bands And your b**h know how to make me mad Blood watch over my shoulder, Cap watch over the rest Shawty go watch for police, Fredo watch over the trap [Hook: Fredo Santana] Turnt up b**h, I'm super cappin Turnt up b**h, I got them stupid weapons Turnt up b**h, k** you in a second Turnt up b**h, somebody call 9-11 They like "Fredo be cool, man you too turnt" They like "Fredo be cool, somebody finna get murked" I don't wanna have to put you on a T-Shirt I don't wanna have to put you in the f**ing dirt They like "Fredo be cool, boy your a** wild" I don't give a f**, n***a I'm with that gun violence I'm with that gun violence, I'm with that gun violence I don't give a f** n***a, I'm with that gun violence