Chief Keef Off Wit His Head Lyrics

Off The Wall Gang
Damn, that's Surreal right there?
Aye
Niggas at your freakin' head
Click clack
Aye, aye, aye

Niggas at your freakin' head
Click clack, really scared
I'mma run these mother-f*ckin' people just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses
Savage just like Bean's, that's who Beanie Sigel is
At them poles, heat shit
Like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
You don't know what a pistol beatin' is
Ridin' round town, praying to God with the sig
Smoke a nigga like a cig
Bang! Off with his head
Aye!

You better play with your bitch, you better play with your kids
My niggas they savages, you better play with your ear
On a lil jet, on a Liv, like I'll perform in here
I got my gun in here, so be alarmed in here
You want beef? There's farms in here, a lotta armor here
Boy, we got the llamas here, them stupid choppers here
Leave you where you stand, you gon' need a doctor here
I brought my guap in here, I can pay your doctor bills
Pay your mama bills, pay your partner bills
Pay a lotta bills, pay my bank deposit bills
I got a lotta clips, I drive a lotta whips
Like I'm at the casino, I win a lotta chips
I brought my mop in here, that 30 bop in here
It'll bop your eyeballs, it'll bop your ear
I brought my mop in here, that 30 bop in here (Click clack)
It'll bop your eyeballs, it'll bop your ear (Bang)

Niggas at your freakin' head
Click clack, really scared
I'mma run these mother-f*cking people just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses
Savage just like Bean's, that's who Beanie Sigel is At them poles, heat shit
Like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
You don't know what a pistol beatin' is
Ridin' round town, praying to god with the sig
Smoke a nigga like a cig
Bang! Off with his head
Aye!

Smokin' on this Tooka, plottin' on a million
Got alotta children, these niggas my children
Tryna smoke some Tooka ,this shit it might kill you
Tryna get some money, my nigga I feel you
Coolin with the Glo, that's my La'Familia
For my family I'll kill ya, at the red light drill ya
Pull up on you slow, ride off like a Steeler
I think I'm from Pittsburgh, bitch I got my steel up
'Member being a stealer, your car could get peeled up
Baby I heard your car on E, f*ck with me, it get filled up
When I look in the mirror, I see a young black nigga
That made it out the South Side where the f*cking drills was
Ridin' with my toolie and I'm down to drill ya
Waste your ass, spill ya, Flintstones, Fred and Wilma
She gon' give me coochie, 'til my f*ckin' deal up
It can go down anytime, but I'm still up

Niggas at your freakin' head
Click clack, really scared
I'mma run these mother-f*cking people just like Diddy did
Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses
Savage just like Bean's, that's who Beanie Sigel is
At them poles, heat shit
Like I play for Heat and shit
Pistol beatin' shit
You don't know what a pistol beatin' is
Ridin' round town, praying to God with the sig
Smoke a nigga like a cig
Bang! Off with his head
Aye!

Damn, that's Surreal right there?
Off The Wall Gang