Jones Indiana - Chief Keef

Yeah, she went to Vienna

First day alone, Indiana (Yeah)

Two guns, Jones Indiana, hey

Cook him broad day, Benihanas (Yeah)

On the bus, put me under, hey

I just want the boss to be honest (Yeah)

Told her, «Ayy, who your friend?

Put me on it,» ayy

My hoes in the crowd with me humbling, look

Call me Sosa Corleone

Runnin' down a sack what we on

Used to tell the plug, «Put me on»

OG would be like hurry home (Yeah)

We gon' fuck it up, then we gone

We don’t care who’s shit we on (Yeah)

Bitch know the sack super long

Bitch know the weed super strong (Yeah)

Niggas aware of what’s goin' on, yeah

Fuck all that shit, movin' on (Yeah)

White ice shinin', lookin' chrome

I can outsmoke Tommy Chong (Yeah)

I can outsmoke Snoop Dogg, yeah

Police chase me with two dogs, yeah

Paid K, silence too far, yeah

You niggas drag queens, RuPaul, yeah

Shoot three, pimp two hoes, yeah

Trap phone, I missed two calls, yeah

Me and Slick talk through calls, yeah

Said niggas gotta feel, pause (Yeah)

Niggas better have steel jaws, yeah

You don’t know how to peel on, yeah

Country motherfucker, Lil Paul, yeah

You a man, Sonic Hedgehog, yeah

Pants still sag real low, yeah

You ain’t never been in real smoke, yeah

Left and right wrist kilos, yeah

Man these niggas funny, Elmo, yeah

Friends cross you like a railroad

I ain’t talkin' arm, smokin' out the elbow, yeah

Diamonds keep slices of road, yeah

If you get money, go go, yeah

Chill out 'fore you uh, oh no

The booty numero uno, yeah

Clap clap clap, kudos, yeah

Kind of pole is that, who knows?

Yeah

In a flat with two stoves, yeah

My chef ain’t runnin' two stoves, yeah

Big number jumpin' through loopholes

I call Coozie and them hoes, yeah

Get a new bitch just how I get new clothes, yeah

Two watches, Pumbaa and Timon, yeah

It’s gettin' all on 'em, ice cream cone, yeah

Pull on my Nike, my VLONE

Extra time on this Oyster

Slidin' slippery like some moisture

These double V’s doin' torture

Try to take my shit, I torch you

Damn the neck got hoarser

She just popped my shit like Wilson

I just laid out like a poster

Gettin' blew with the explosive

You niggas salty just like Lawry’s

If diamonds is people, this is a party

It don’t get broke up by the tsunami

It ain’t nothin' like new money

I been been been smokin' loud

'Fore they started makin' blue money, yeah

Kay Kay want a white bunny, yeah

Black man gettin' white money

Your ho fuck around like money

Can’t fit these blue hundreds, white hundreds

Them twenties don’t feel the same color

My son told me that I can’t color

I don’t know fam, we ain’t brothers

'Member Bam Bam gettin' commas, ayy

It’s so fuckin' fake, you can’t cuddle

If you in our way in the club, ayy

Y’all know you can’t come, nah

Told them to make another charm

Don’t know what it is 'til he done, yeah

Borderline, fuck it, A1

A fuck nigga, say you ain’t one, yeah