Vet Lungs Lyrics - Chief Keef

Glocks tucked man I up 

I ah Damage ya 

Wassup with all these fuck niggas? 

I'm sorry for the weight I couldn't help 

I was always smoking on the skunk 

Bad bitch in my truck she tryna fuck 

My necklace it be shining to my junk 

I be smokin' dope baby I got vet lungs 

Blood gang, Blood dripping over here 

You want problems, you can get it over here 

You don't listen, better listen over here 

If you don't, I bring them pistols over there 

I come through and put the pistol to your ear 

I come through, I put the pistol to your rib 

I was getting money I was taking it as gifts 

I'm still getting money I'm still getting it how I live 

My wrist real, real chill, I chill 

I ain't never cold bitch I feel how I feel 

I got 10 fans on and I live how I live 

I'ma plan to keep growin' and I peel how I peel 

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Sorry for the W-E-I-G-H-T 

Bitch I know it's W-A-I-T, ight b? 

Aye I come through Mr.T 

White Tee and bright things 

Ain't got no cuban links, I got on a breitling 

We know drama TNT, Hercules, Disney 

We got cannons, Nicki, Nickelodeon, Jimmy 

I got that cartoon network, and that net work WG 

If you looking for me, I'm with money in a meeting 

Me and you we got money disagreements 

Can't come to no conclusions 

Cause your money ain't worth me yet 

If I upload a status I don't need no feedback 

I don't give a mothafuck who fuckin' we at 

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