My Gear

Bang Bang bang Hook: Chief Keef She just really jock me cuz my gear She just really want me for my ear She just really like me for my watch She just really like me for my car She just really jock me cuz my gear She just really want me for my ear She just really like me for my watch She just really like me for my car Verse 1: Riff Raff Holograms on my hand gave me a tanned wrist Diamonds dancin' on my fist look like a blank disc Teriyaki suit with the lemon Phantom Heavy weight, heartburn: Mylanta Adversaries call me on my Blackberry Now I'm in the laundry met: Darryl Strawberry On my cell phone, now I'm on my iPhone She thought it was a cat phone Now I'm on my bat phone Hangin' fangs down like a vampire (Twilight!) Sapphires dancin' on my hand like a campfire (Dancing) Camp counselor, livin' in the lap of lux' Double cheese deluxe in the penguin tux Hook: Chief Keef She just really jock me cuz my gear She just really want me for my ear She just really like me for my watch She just really like me for my car She just really jock me cuz my gear She just really want me for my ear She just really like me for my watch She just really like me for my car Verse 2: Chief Keef That bitch want me cause she know I keep it real (3Hunna) Say she don't like a nigga that's gon' squeal Well listen baby, I'ma keep it real Hope you know you ain't got shit coming here Blowed a blunt of kush in the air And I won't feed you lies to your ears Cause niggas better calm down before they hear A lot of gun sounds in the air (bang bang) I won't wife her keep it pimpin' over here Gucci shirts, we ain't simple over here (Gucci!) F*ck nigga mad cause his bitch jockin' And I be flexin' up the Maseratis, flex! Hook: Chief Keef She just really jock me cuz my gear She just really want me for my ear She just really like me for my watch She just really like me for my car She just really jock me cuz my gear She just really want me for my ear She just really like me for my watch She just really like me for my car