Carolina lyrics

by

Lil Reese


[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Gang!
Gang in this b*tch, n*gga
Ayy
Skuddu skuu, n*gga!
Ain't no Ralph though

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I pull up smokin' stinky marijuana
All the hoes jocking, n*ggas lookin' dumb
Pulled up parkin' lot, pimpin' like I play with Jordan
Choppas wavin' in the air like I'm from North Carolina
Chief Sosa be smokin' ganja, ayy
Chief Sosa can f*ck your mama, ayy
Chief Sosa ride Rangers and ride Hummers
Chief Sosa bought a beemer for the summer

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Bought twenty Monclers for the winter, ayy
Two hundred choppas for all of my enemies
He think it's sweet, it's chips, this choppa finna lay
That n*gga try to run, this choppa finna spray
Sig on me cause that's how I feel today
I got money, don't care 'bout a damn old case
Got lead and pen on me, blood I'm finna paint
I found some money, took it on a dinner date
Ayy, wait, skate
Pull up in that thing
In the truck, Lil Wayne
Hop out, smoke a stain
In my pocket bang
In my Johnny Dang
It's a lot of bling, aye bling
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I pull up smokin' stinky marijuana
All the hoes jocking, n*ggas lookin' dumb
Pulled up parkin' lot, pimpin' like I play with Jordan
Choppas wavin' in the air like I'm from North Carolina
Chief Sosa be smokin' ganja, ayy
Chief Sosa can f*ck your mama, ayy
Chief Sosa ride Rangers and ride Hummers
Chief Sosa bought a beemer for the summer

[Verse 2: Pollàri]
Lil Llari put a drop on my guapa, ayy, whoa
Can't f*ck with these n*ggas, they imposters, ayy, whoa
Don't f*ck with no oppers, no coppers, ayy, whoa
LeBron James, just hit 'em with the chopper like woah
I get the cash, that's for days, yeah
Issey Miyake my ways, yeah
You's a lil' b*tch, out my face, yeah
Put that lil' b*tch in her place, yeah
b*tch, I'm your, b*tch, I'm your father, yeah
f*ck on your sister, your daughter, yeah
Your b*tch comin' over, don't call her, yeah
She give me brain like a scholar, yeah
Run it up, run it up, run it up, yeah
Hot like a hundred degrees, yeah
Fendi, Riccardo my sleeve, yeah
I hit the b*tch and I leave, yeah
Flippin' that work on the stove, ooh
I got my wrist out the boat, ooh
Still got to play with these hoes, ooh
Maison Margiela my toe
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I pull up smokin' stinky marijuana
All the hoes jocking, n*ggas lookin' dumb
Pulled up parkin' lot, pimpin' like I play with Jordan
Choppas wavin' in the air like I'm from North Carolina
Chief Sosa be smokin' ganja, ayy
Chief Sosa can f*ck your mama, ayy
Chief Sosa ride Rangers and ride Hummers
Chief Sosa bought a beemer for the summer
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