Chief Keef - Off With His Head lyrics

[Intro: Chief Keef] Smokin' on this tooka Plottin' on a million Got alotta children These n***as my children Tryna smoke some Tooka This sh** it might k** you Tryna get some money My n***a I feel you [Verse 2: Chief Keef] Coolin with the Glo That's my La'Familia For my family I'll k** ya At the red light drill ya Pull up on you slow Ride off like a Steeler I think I'm from Pittsburgh b**h I got my steel up 'Member being a stealer Your car could get peeled up Baby I heard your car on E f** with me, it get filled up When I look in the mirror I see a young black n***a That made it out the South Side where the f**ing drills was Ridin' with my toolie And I'm down to drill ya Waste your a**, spill ya Flintstones, Fred and Wilma She gon give me coochie Until my f**ing deal up It can go down anytime but I'm still up [Outro: Chief Keef] n***as at your freaking head Click clack, runnin' scared I'mma run these mother-f**ing people just like Diddy did Get my alcohol, weed, and my business is Savage just like Bean's, thats who Beanie Sigel is At them poles he shoot Like I play for heat and sh** Pistol beatin' sh** You don't know what a pistol beatin' is Ridin' round town praying to god with the sig Smoke a n***a like a cig Bang! Off with his head Aye!