From A Informant Telling Song Lyrics

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Song:– From A Informant Telling

Singer:– Chief Keef

Producer:– ProdKyle & Akachi

Written:– Chief Keef

Label:– Glory Boyz Entertainment

From A Informant Telling Lyrics Chief Keef

[Intro: Chief Keef & Unidentified Female Caller]
Bro
What up?
Where are you?
‘Fuck you at?
You sound ’bout it as fuck
I’m ’bout to go home, I’m tryna, tryna go to you, can I?
I ain’t even at the house right now
So when are you gonna be at your house?
I don’t know, in a minute
Okay, I’m just going to go home, I guess

[Verse]
I just want the blue cheese and the Thousand Islands
Bitch you want me to punch you, bitch you wylin’-wylin’
Might not wanna come over here, ’cause bitch it’s crowded-crowded
Unless you Master P and bitch you ’bout it-’bout it
Shawty ass a [?] it’s a talon-talon
King-sized beds, what’s a pallet-pallet
Even in Kindergarten, I wasn’t tattle-telling
I ain’t generous, I’m not Ellen-Ellen
Life is sweet nigga, love watermelon
I got green and I’ll put it on ya’ melon
Bad ass lil’ nigga on the corner sellin’
Young nigga hungry, got that mornin’ belly
Nigga get money, don’t matter what you sellin’
Tell ’em you a [?], get some dog repellant
Shorty got some time from her informant tellin’
Baby bro like, “Give it to me”, nigga, I’ma sell it
Baby bro got’ take it over if he smarter wit’ it
And I’m smokin’ on that musty, call me Armpit-mint
I be lettin’ my chain and wrist talk to a bunch of bitches
You could get your guy rolled nigga, no Tzaziki
At ya’ head, no Medusa-‘dusa
You know I be wit’ gorillas, nigga Ooka-ooka
Even when I’m by myself, I’m a noodle-knocka
Pulled up, shittin’ on a nigga Dooka-dooka
I know I ain’t gotta do it, but I’m a Pistol-tota’
Just in case the opps see me, be like there go Sosa
Gotta’ walk the cops off me like, let’s go Sosa
“What the fuck you was just doing up in Nascar, Sosa?”
Shawty’ said, “When’s the last time you been to Chicago, Sosa?”
She like, “When the fuck you gon’ stop smokin’ that Petrol, Sosa?”
She like, “You smokin’ gas, but first it was that Retro, Sosa.”
She like, “You ridin’ in foreigns, but first it was that Metro, Sosa.”