Chief Keef - Shorties Lyrics

You dig?
You know how I'm rockin', cut off stockin's (DP on the beat)
Keep kush all up in my pocket
All designer, get your grind up
Got a Breitling for the timer
Hey, hey, hey

Them my shorties (Them my shorties), them my shorties
Them my shorties, them my shorties
I give my shorties 40s
They come through blowin', blowin', blowin'
They ain't missin', ayy
They come through scorin', scorin', scorin'
Them my shorties, them my shorties
These niggas shorties, these niggas shorties
I give my shorties 40s
They come through blowin', blowin', blowin'
When we pull up, hop out
Loud we blowin', blowin', blowin'
Them my shorties

Gambino grab the strap, ayy, Flash grab my racks, hey
Ball drive the car, ayy, Tadoe grab the thots, ayy
Tray Savage grab the MAC, ayy, Cap grab the back, ayy
Throwback grab the front, ayy, this ain't what you want
Them my shorties, ayy, yeah, we love shootin' guns, ayy
Call Caper from the front, ayy, he come through with the pump
Call Juice from Savage Squad, ayy, he come through with the lumps
Call Fredo out the cut, ayy, he come through with the mump
Very scary, Goosebumps, I come through with the skunk
Blowin' on the skunk, skunk reekin' out my truck
And I don't give a f*ck, I got money, not no luck
I ain't never gave no f*ck, was alwayys with the buck-buck

Them my shorties, them my shorties
Them my shorties, them my shorties
I give my shorties 40s
They come through blowin', blowin', blowin'
They ain't missin', ayy
They come through scorin', scorin', scorin'
Them my shorties, them my shorties
These niggas shorties, these niggas shorties
I give my shorties 40s
They come through blowin', blowin', blowin'
When we pull up, hop out
Loud we blowin', blowin', blowin'
Them my shorties

I'm smokin' cat piss, Johnny pissed on my necklace
Come through with that gat, bitch, we know drama, young and reckless
My niggas alwayys wildin', I swear they overprotective
We don't know detective, we don't know who shoots the weapons
Don't care about a lecture, all I care about is money
Don't give no f*ck 'bout court, don't give no f*ck 'bout runnin'
I'm somewhere countin' money, it's a money damn tsunami, ayy
I'm somewhere eatin' pastrami with my shorties, we be munchin'
And mobbin'

Them my shorties, them my shorties
Them my shorties, them my shorties
I give my shorties 40s
They come through blowin', blowin', blowin'
They ain't missin', ayy
They come through scorin', scorin', scorin'
Them my shorties, them my shorties
These niggas shorties, these niggas shorties
I give my shorties 40s
They come through blowin', blowin', blowin'
When we pull up, hop out
Loud we blowin', blowin', blowin'
Them my shorties