3 Hun Nit

By Chief Keef

Released on April 13, 2018

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[Intro]

Yeah

We run shit

Y'dig

Men and the boys

We back to back with this shit, man doing donuts in the trap house

Doing donuts in the Cat


[Verse 1: Ballout]

Who you think you ahead of? Not us

I'm in a truck called SRT or somethin'

Doin' Need for Speed or somethin'

Hundred thousand my key or somethin'

Two hundred my Jeep or somethin'

Niggas broke as hell actin' like they don't know how to eat or somethin'

Miami Beach Louis sandals, know I got my heat or somethin'

At the condo, you can't get in unless you got a key or somethin'

Smokin' out the 440 and it smoke a P or somethin'

Took the doors off, ridin' through Cali in my Jeep stuntin'

Long as they print money it's gon' keep comin'

I know you hear my Jeep runnin'

I ain't pumpin' gas, they gon' keep pumpin'

Ride through the hood and they keep honkin'

People look at me and they see money

I'm a boss, d-money

Load em' people up, my phone gon' keep jumpin'

They like "Ball, is it weed or is it d-money?"

Bankroll like street money

Walk in Neiman's, leave the Hellcat and the Jeep runnin'


[Verse 2: Chief Keef]

My bitch said she gon' leave me like she complete somethin'

Bitch, you [?] met you at 2:30 and fucked your ass at 3 somethin'

Who you run up on? Not us

I'ma take my own heat, shoot three or somethin'

Might be in the trap, call Jeep or somethin'

Might get Ball with a half P or somethin'

Might be in a SRT or somethin'

Krispy might make a bitch cream or somethin'

Cross that red line, get a beam or somethin'

Wake you up like you had a bad dream or somethin'

Who, Chief Sosa think he Rambo?

I was in the field with the lizard

Doing spinouts since the blizzard

Like Snoop Dogg "What's the wiz-zord?"

Disappear on that bitch like a wizard

And I'm cuttin' real sharp like a scissor

Roll by so fast, Big Dipper

I'm in LA more than a Clipper

Balenciaga more than a owner

Bitch, we out here more than a corner

Smoke way more dope than a stoner

And I drink way more than Homer

I can see like Christopher Columbus

Juiceman, the trap house bunkin'

You niggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

King Sosa don't care about nothin'

F on my shirt, on my feet double Gs

Start gettin' F's in sixth grade, couldn't even get a couple B's

All for my habit, whats the fee? A couple G's

Aye lil' bitch, these Moncler, no need to buckle these

Aye lil' baby, these not me, no need to upload these

And when you hear that "Young," bitch that's me up your street

And just make you think about when they put that thing up your teeth

Lil' nigga said up yo chest talkin' to me, up your speech

[Verse 3: Chief Keef & Ballout]

Pullin' off from Neiman's doin' donuts in the Jeep

Track hawk Look like Black Hawk flying out the street

Hopped out for twenty minutes for a backend

Seen your girlfriends tryna get back in

Hopped in the Hellcat, had to put the track in

Ball, you got the blues, why the fuck you blackin'?

Ball, you can rap, why you steady trappin'?

'Cause I get it for the L-O like Shawty nigga, tap in

Sosa, why you pay a thousand for that headband?

Because Ben Franklin is a dead man

Any time you see me, wonder that's that bread man

If he step in front his gun, then that's a brave man

Ball Gucci, he rock Gucci, he don't like Ray-Bans

Spikes so big I feel like a fuckin' caveman

Slick listenin' to this shit on his J-pad

No, I ain't Kanye, but I'm playin' cray-cray

Slick say fuck three-way, foe nem doin' eight ways

Sosa, you trust me? That's like askin' can a day wait

Told her don't play dum-dum, chew me like yum-yum

Girl I got a hundun, you ain't got a bum-bum

Tell me do you want one? I won't tell no one, do it when the folks come

You in the whip with me nigga, go ahead and blow some

Boy, you could be 250, don't hit no one

I got 100K, nigga come be my doorman

Thought you couldn't swim 'til you ended up floatin'

Had to close my heart when it ended up open

Ridin' down Washington, headin' up ocean

When it come to bread, I'm toastin'

Inside peanut butter, call that [?]

How I'm pushin' this bitch, nigga call that stroller

Bitch so bad, had to call that over

I'm goin' so fast, they gon' want this slower

[?] low, but I want it lower

Gave me more, but I want it more

Hear the buzzer beater, what's the score?

Said she love coke like what's the snort?

[?] just said that what's the Porsche?