Chief Keef - Chicago Zoo lyrics

I got apes in my crib like the Chicago Zoo Ya'll sneak a shot in, do what ya'll gone do Cause once we hear some shots we blow an Uzi with the 2's Fat a** .223 chopper, his kufi was shooting Was in my backyard, a long beach just like Snoop I can't count all this money, 3-2-3, 2-3-2 I was selling snails while you n***as was in school Say hello to my little friend, he gone reply what it do I got lions, tigers, bears, jaguars, panthers, sheeps, and goose Hyenas and monkeys, monkey nuts up on my tool I got giraffes and elephants, you know what's in my room I got camels and baboons, they gone get the tool I got 30 shots in my trap like I'm on the block My trap on their heels, Jack and Jill get knocked Down to the ground, n***as stumblin' a lot Got my chopper in the jungle, they be rumblin' a lot When you play my sh** they start a riot Start a fight, we start a fire Nina don't remember clowney, hop in my Audi, I'm outie Spendin' money like a Saudi In the Valley out in Cali No LA fitness, make you lose weight, b**h Bali On my dick, she lick it, she remind me of a mistress On my dick stay gettin' it, you will think I k**ed it Call me Weezy baby, car ain't got no ceilings The AR-15 start dancin' cause ya'll got no bang I'm coolin' in the water with the stingrays and sharks You think you are tequila these the shots on the rocks Rollin in that Nascar, pull up, hit the pitstop Bad b**h head high, now I'm gettin' neck top Run up in your party b**h, we rockin' it Police can't come through the door, cause I'm lockin' it Unless they got a warrant, they just talkin' sh** Fed house still doors why ya'll talk this sh**? You tryna catch a n***a slippin' Crusin' in a rental Make your b**h forget her business Like amnesia was the issue b**h don't look at me when you sneeze Cause I probably ain't got the tissue n***a lookin' at me like it's sweet Like I ain't got the pistol I do this b**h like the swat, n***a clear the spot You don't hear the shots, you need a cotton swab When the doctor bring your b**ha** back We come through pop his a** Start runnin' from the cops Crossover, rocked his a** I'm coolin' in the 60's up in Slaughson And a broker in New York cause I'm a baller This ho gave me her number like I'm gone call her She was standin' up high but now she's fallin' I see you lookin' with your lookin' a** n***a You can't act like you ain't hate, you mad n***a You'se a Ratatouille, you'se a rat n***a I get blue cheese, I'm a black n***a I hit sacks and f**ed up a sack Came out lookin' cool When I say okay Kool-Aid it really mean okay cool I know you smell me I'm bringing like, I'm ridin' round with food It's that loud pack, where the dog at? I got Snoop You can see the aftermath man, not done bustin' tools n***a, you'se a bunny rabbit, Slim Shady, what it do? My money superstitious see it comin' out the room While they hate justify belief in supernatural coupes