Chiefs Lyrics

Yea

Ok

Im the chief

Kansas xity

Kentucky

I don't fuck wit none of u

Nigkas

Uncle ruckus

They Kant bomb rush me

Ygg

My gun bussin

These niggas tongue tussling

Pussy boy

They tongue tussling

I Kut off his ears

For all that ear hustling

I say I Kut off his ears

For all that ear hustling

So ever time you see him

He wear ear muffles

I'm the real fuck deal

Call it chain gang shuffle

The way lil brother slang them

Knives

You know he tryna buss ya

Ok

I ain't never scared

Call me bone crusher

I got two red bone and they both crushing

Had to tell that bitch to chill

Like an ice sickle

And I'm quick to pick your brain

Wit an ice picker

Put some Molly in her hand

Kause she a boot licker

Ima smack that lil shit

Put that woo in her

I got voodoo on my tongue

Eat her pussy like it's food

See I been on my grind

I made a thousand 8 moves

That pussy jus like dog lips

I make dat shit drool

Mitch match Designer

I make that shit look cool

Ten 0 eight shiners

Smacking shit for Q