Chief keef love no thotties lyrics

These bitches act local and think global Never seen a 100 thousand, well lemme show you What you want to drink? I know you hate being sober

And I know all these niggas hate Chief Sosa I′m cruisin' in my ′Rari with my Louis loafers Bitch I'm a Rastafari, I'm a toolie toter Wish a nigga wouldn′t try to screw me over Now I got blood on my Louis loafers I wear thousand dollar belts ′cause I'ma rich nigga Nina like to bust a bitch the way she hit niggas Shoes cost a bunch of shit, look at my kicks nigga Could have bought a ass for my bitch nigga I′m off this Activis, it got me leanin' over I poured up 4 of Purp in some Peach soda Your boyfriend a opp, I′ma Nina blow him You was on the phone with him Suckin' my dick, he ain′t even know it I ain't even try to You wanna glow up, baby Keef got you You's a gold bottle, these hoes pink Moscato Baby I′m the owner, you can be my castle Baby ′cause I like you Only reason I text you and why I skype you I just wanna fuck all you, I don't wanna wife you But you gotta brush your teeth and do what I say do Bitch can you hear me? Keep your pussy in par, no 360 That boy said he gettin′ guap, no he didn't Almighty Sosa, his complete mission I′m nowhere around you I'm high off this earth, I can′t come back down to Baby this is a song, I just thought I'd tell you I would send you off but I don't wanna mail you I don′t wanna smell you ′Cause I'ma cut you off quicker than I met you I′ma swipe your name up off my schedule And if smoke this blunt, girl, I'm gone forget you I ain′t even playin' though I make bitches fly like Peter Pan do That′s why I just ask you You's a alcoholic, I ain't got not time for you Is you off the molly? If I book your flight is you gonna top me? Okay you got me I don′t love no thotties

[Chief Keef on phone talking to a girl till' end of the song:]

[Verse 1]
These bitches act local and think global
Never seen a 100 thousand, well let me show you
What you want to drink, I know you hate being sober
And I know all these niggas hate Chief Sosa
I'm cruising in my 'Rari with my Louie loafers
Bitch I'm a Rastafari, I'm a toolie toter
Wish a nigga would try to screw me over
Now I got blood on my Louie loafers
I wear thousand dollar belts cause I'mma rich nigga
Nina like to bust a bitch the way she hit niggas
Shoes cost a bunch of shit, look at my kicks nigga
Could of bought a ass for my bitch nigga
I'm off this Activis, it got me leanin' over
I poured up 4 of Purp in some Peach soda
Your boyfriend a opp, I'mma Nina blow him
You was on the phone with him, sucking my dick, he ain't even know it

[Hook 1]
I ain't even try to
You wanna Glo up, baby Keef got you
You's a gold bottle, these hoes pink Moscato
Baby I'm the owner, you can be my castle
Baby cause I like you
Only reason I text you and why I Skype you
I just wanna fuck all you, I don't wanna wife you
But you gotta brush your teeth and do what I say do

[Verse 2]
Bitch can you hear me?
Keep your pussy in par, no 360
That boy said he getting gwuap, no he didn't
Almighty Sosa his complete mission
I'm nowhere around you
I'm high of this earth, I can't come back down to
Baby this is a song, I just thought I tell you
I would send you off but I don't wanna mail you
I don't wanna smell you
Cause I'mma cut you off, quicker than I met you
I'ma swipe your name up off my schedule
And if smoke this blunt, girl, I'm gone forget you

[Hook 2]
I ain't even playing though
I make bitches fly like Peter Pan do
That's why I just ask you
You's a alcoholic, I ain't got no time for you
Is you off the molly
If I book your flight, is you gonna top me
Okay you got me
I don't love no thotties

Thanks to Antonio J. Fambrough for adding these lyrics.

Writer(s): Keith Farrelle Cozart, Calvin Joseph

mixtape: "The Leek, Vol. 2" (2015)