Testi Light Heist - Chief Keef

Light Heist

Young Chop on the beat\nCar I’m ridin' like a nightlight\nSo much cash that my pockets look pregnant\nThey all know I’m knocked up\nRidin' like a nightlight, stop at the stoplight\nDrove off, ran the red light, there the cops is\nTryna put me into lock up\nRemember having rocks in my timbos\nRan off with the coke money\nPull up, bounce out the all-white thing\nSosa, baby, GBE, baby\nThat there is a snow bunny\nThe car I’m riding, like a nightlight\nAin’t gon' stop at the stoplight\nI sip Barney, you sip stop sign, yeah that sounds about right\nI wear astronaut clothes\nPull up foreign, beat Kongo\nTake 300 out Wells Fargo\nI don’t wait in line, no bar-codes\nYou see your reflection in my ice\nI left you, boy you not right\nMy bitch so bad that’s it’s not nice\nSay hi, get top, then it’s bye-bye\nYou smokin' on low, boy you’re not high\nI keep spinach, like Popeye\nBrown bag full of cash, no white rice\nAll the cash out the bank, that’s a light heist\nPull up, peeking out the car, no soundproof\nLet the MAC out the top, no sunroof\nThrowing cash out the top, I’ma bank-teller\nRide the car like I rode the Mongoose\nFill yo block up 'til it’s no more\nHear the SoundClick, no Johnny Juliano\nI’m on the high-speed, OJ in the bronco\nGot the Yao Ming and Mutombo\nI be with Smokey and the bandits\nYou a cat but you be with the rat pack\nRunnin' for the ball, intercept that\nIf I don’t, that’s where you get sacked at\nParty too hot like Crisco, pop pop\nI got enough cream for the whole cafe, no Hard Rock\nRemember having rocks in my timbos\nRan off with the coke money\nPull up, bounce out the all-white thing\nThat there is a snow bunny\nPull up to the show get the forty G’s, do that in one hour\nWhat the fuck do I hop in when I leave\nThat there is a snow plower\nThe car I’m ridin' like a nightlight\nAnd I ain’t gon' stop at the stoplight\nI sip Barney, you sip stop sign, yeah that sounds about right\nI wear astronaut clothes\nPull up foreign, beat Kongo\nTake 300 out Wells Fargo\nI don’t wait in line, no bar-codes\nYou see your reflection in my ice\nI left you, boy you not right\nMy bitch so bad that’s it’s not nice\nSay hi, get top, then it’s bye-bye\nYou smokin' on low, boy you’re not high\nI keep spinach, like Popeye\nBrown bag full of cash, no white rice\nAll the cash out the bank, that’s a light heist\nI’m like sticking a fork in a socket\nGet your dumb ass shocked up\nSo much cash that my pockets look pregnant\nThey all know I’m knocked up\nHad to go change my safety deposit\nI told 'em put me in a locker\nDrove off, run the red light, there the cops is\nTryna put me into lock-up\nFuck a bitch so good she got me tatted\nShe wear me like a t-shirt\nGot that big boy on my side\nI wear heat like a beeper\nCame in and Steph Curry’d the game\nCan you see me from the bleachers?\nTalked to God when I woke up this morning, I asked «can you please keep from\nthe leechers?»\nShe know I keep cheese, velveet-er\nShe get a mouth fucked 'til her teeth hurt\nI take one ho upstairs, got a bitch right underneath her\nI’m an All Star on the bench like Chuck\nThrow some money up then the bitch got clucked\nShoot the bitch up and she fizz right up\nGave her some lean then she lit right up\nThe car I’m ridin' like a nightlight\nAnd I ain’t gon' stop at the stoplight\nI sip barney, you sip stop sign, yeah that sounds about right\nI wear astronaut clothes\nPull up foreign, beat Kongo\nTake 300 out Wells Fargo\nI don’t wait in line, no bar-codes\nYou see your reflection in my ice\nI left you, boy you not right\nMy bitch so bad that’s it’s not nice\nSay hi, get top, then it’s bye-bye\nYou smokin' on low, boy you’re not high\nI keep spinach, like Popeye\nBrown bag full of cash, no white rice\nAll the cash out the bank, that’s a light heist\nLet the MAC out the top, no sunroof\nRide the car like I rode the Mongoose\nI’m on a high-speed, OJ in the Bronco\nI be with Smokey and the Bandits\nYou a cat but you be with the Rat Pack\nFire too high, like Crisco, pop pop\nI got enough cream for the cafe, no Hard Rock