Zero to 250 lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I say I took n*gga money, and I never gave it back
Boss sh*t, Ball f*cked your b*tch, boy that's Ball b*tch
Small sh*t, I'm just talkin' sh*t, on my dog sh*t
Only The Family, huh? How the f*ck these n*ggas crossin'?
Got it tatted on me, but I'm Glo Gang, b*tch, ayy
I don't smoke regular, I smoke propane, b*tch
FaceTime gang off your b*tch phone, straight gang sh*t
Knock a top off of that top, watch who you play with
But I ain't gon' say sh*t, just have shh come spray sh*t
Wanna see me? Pay me, better have that ffft ready
Pull up like the Navy, hop out, better have that vroom ready
I want an i8, f*ck a new Bentley
Only American car I got, that b*tch is two hemi
Only f*ckin' gun I got, that b*tch is two semi
Only f*ckin' thot I got, that b*tch is too pretty (Thottie)
And every state, I got thots in two cities
And every plate, I eat lots, so who with me? Ayy
Try me boy, I hope you got two kidneys
Can you take 18 shots like you two 50's? Ayy
Just to pull off in that 'Rari, boy, that's 250
I got evicted out two cribs, and I just got 250
I spent a hundred on my jewelry, the rest, bought Trues with it
Ayy, them steamers y'all be ridin', I bought shoes with it
All that Stretch Gang denied, I brought you in it
Ayy, 300 what? 300 tools with me
0 to 300 fast, b*tch, boolin' it, ayy
Foot down that thing with 250
On the dash and you know I act the fool in it
Ayy, them earrings in your ear, I bought food with it
Stole my daughter's clothes, boy, your ass a fool with it
Just bought a trap house, ain't no rooms in it
It's just vaults in it, and scalps in it
Just bought a new car, ain't no shoes on it
So I'm Forgi-ing it, then I'm rollin' in it
Just made a video, ain't no hoes in it
'Cause they all in this sh*t, for the glory in sh*t
Just had a shoot out with a few n*ggas so I'm duckin' this sh*t
And buckin' this sh*t, they see me bustin' this b*tch
Remember posted on the block, ayy, lovin' this sh*t
Now that I'm the king, b*tch, ain't no love in this sh*t
'Bout my beans, you get buttered and sh*t
Madre, I'ma f*ck your mother and sh*t, ayy
Andalé, gotta pick up that money real quick
At the bank, swear that sh*t be the funniest sh*t
b*tch tryna eat the circle, she thought we was Funyuns or some sh*t
Never trust a n*gga, and ain't no love for no b*tch
'Cause n*ggas two-faced and hoes be f*ckin' the clique
So I ran past that pedal, I be f*ckin' that b*tch
[Outro]
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