Arts & Crafts - Chief Keef

That nigga be flexin', L’s

Lil' nigga want money on the cab, uh

Bitch, just put it on a tab

Tripping off the bankroll like I’m Fab, uh

High as hell, I think I did a dab, uh

Ain’t no Uber in your city, bitch, we’ll call a cab

Foenem catch a body and laugh, uh

Don’t make 'em draw on you like arts and crafts

Stomp a nigga out, uh

Deep, I be in the loud, uh

My money bolder 'til it style

These hoes be wild foul

We got the cannon, Wild 'N out, uh

I made my grandma my proud

I got my grandma style

I spent your pendant on her couch

Pull me over for what?

I’m just busy flexing in this fur, nigga, what?

I’m not committin' no crime

Officer, I was not, a nigga lyin'

Them your signs?

Ayy, nigga, throw your fucking signs up in the sky

Bird 'cause I’m fly

Back, back to back, back to back, it’s a line