Chief Keef - Flattered lyrics

Aye, aye [?] with those lights man Bang, bang, bang Twenty of them things Bring those racks up I made racks for all them things Yeah ain't no more Act' man It's some PTs and bricks, ain't no more Act' [?] you know [?] You know I want [?] right? Cause you're the most intensive pay the trapper Why you always sh**tin'? I'm a crapper Fishy a** n***as, ya'll some crappers Smack the b**h head cause she's a grabber See Sosa the most underrated rapper I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher Me and [?] had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered Walked up in the court, I'm reekin' Yeah I'm reekin' now I'm blinkin' Smell like a pound of skunk, you smell like a pound of peaches I remember trappin', ridin' round in the Regal Now I pull up in that i8, look like some Adidas Stripes on my sh** so you know you can't beat me Fredo in the cut like the sore on my f**in' knee and Ridin' fast while I'm eatin', my car look like neon You know I got D-Money, I'm flexin' like I'm Deion Your weed stepped on, guess what? My sh** peed on I'm hot up in this b**h, someone get some f**in' Freon For my air conditionin', it feel like I cut the heat on You wake up turn your swags on, I wake up turn my heat on You a lame a** duck n***a, n***a you a peon I'm coolin' at Leon's my independent kingdom I pulled up to Harold's, eight piece with some lemon Pepper [?] sh**, R. Kelly TP3 on Cause you're the most intensive pay the trapper Why you always sh**tin'? I'm a crapper Fishy a** n***as, ya'll some crappers Smack the b**h head cause she's a grabber See Sosa the most underrated rapper I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher Me and [?] had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered Everybody loves Raymond don't they These hoes'll eat my babies, won't they Hundred shots for eighty homies But I'm so well gettin' money Wanna go and get some cheese Hurry up, I'm really hungry Try me we can bill your homies Knock 'em down, rebuild your homies Oh, damn, come Burglary, we steal your homies Oh, damn, who*e Potato sh**, we peel your homie My homies come and k** your homies I'm paralyzed don't feel your homie Damn, vroom Pull up then four wheel your homie All these n***as really phony I got bread, I keep it long Slice it like a pizza homie Clear diamonds, VG on me Boy don't go Luigi on me Don't get caught what's in my tummy Hi-Tech what's in my tummy Bronx tale, n***a you know I keep it sunny Coffee cake, n***a I got fajita on me I'm gone Reese's Pieces on you Where your heater? Keep it on you Only time you going bald is at the barber shop like Eva's [?] Cause you're the most intensive pay the trapper Why you always sh**tin'? I'm a crapper Fishy a** n***as, ya'll some crappers Smack the b**h head cause she's a grabber See Sosa the most underrated rapper I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher Me and [?] had conversations full of laughter You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered