Charge My Car Songtext
von Chief Keef

Zaytoven
GIP Blood, man, GIP Cap, man (grrah, bang)
I pulled up cappin′, doors straight flappin' (grrah, bang, grrah, bang)

My glove department filled with residue
Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool
When I pull out them hundreds, boy, I′m blessin' dude
I got a hundred for you, you, and you
Hop out at the gas station 'cause I′m a star
Full tank ′cause I didn't even charge my car
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in
She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa, you winnin′"

I rolled up ten joints, I got weed for days
I got all this green, I swear that it's my baby
I′ve been getting money since my senior days
But I forgot I didn't go to school, I′m crazy

I put Margiela's on my fucking shoes
I poured two deuces, nigga, fuck some booze
I'm rollin′ up three grams in the fuckin′ wood
Don't worry bout me, I′m getting money, I'm good


I pull up to the club and them doors go up
Motivation? No-you′s only dumb fucks
Gotta use the shower, hella hundreds in the tub
The police can run in here, I don't give no fucks

My glove department filled with residue
Had to shit on you ′cause you thought you was cool
When I pull out them hundreds, boy, I'm blessin' dude
I got a hundred for you, you, and you
Hop out at the gas station ′cause I′m a star
Full tank 'cause I didn′t even charge my car
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in
She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa, you winnin'"

I got a million unread texts
I got a million red text messages
I only read ′em if you're talkin′ benji's
Can't be talking small, gotta be talkin′ plenty

I got six hoes in six different beds
Dro and Mike told me I′m the black Elvis Presley
I got hoes in 50 different states
Been all around the world, can't tell me ′bout a penny


'Member kickin′ doors and hittin' stains
I′m eatin' good, fuck your Craig Jenny
For all you dumb ass fucks, I'm talkin′ Jenny Craig
Try to make me go on a diet, pussy, I ain′t with it

My glove department filled with residue
Had to shit on you 'cause you thought you was cool
When I pull out them hundreds, boy, I′m blessin' dude
I got a hundred for you, you, and you
Hop out at the gas station ′cause I'm a star
Full tank ′cause I didn't even charge my car
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in
She sees all this money, she say, "Chief Sosa, you winnin'"