Masturbation Songtext
von Chief Keef

Zaytoven, ayy
I′m finna say a lot of shit with "-ation" on it
You know what I'm sayin′?
A-T-I-O-N, you know what I'm sayin'? Bang
Bang, bang-bang (ayy), bang, gang, bang-bang
Bang, bang-bang, bang, bang

He listened to Chief Keef once and he turned gangster
I′m spinnin′ in this bitch like some turntables
I was fuckin' on your bitch while you were waiting
When she had yo′ ass waitin' like you were a patient
I′m with my black bitch, goin' to get my Caucasian
Bring that M-16 out for certain equations
This shit ain′t addin' up, says my fucking calculation
I'm on the road, I got that hoe doin′ masturbation


I up this pistol and this bitch start doin′ evaporation
I'm goin′ fast in my car, my shit stay calibrated
I seen a million dollar lick, you know I had to take it
Blue faces call my phone, you know I had to cake it
I do this shit on my own, fuck your collaborations
I don't need no ID, check my verification
I hit Johnny on the phone, tell him "Elaborate me"
Just to pull up to your party, boy, you gotta pay me

Bitch, you gotta show me something, bitch, immaculate me
What the fuck makes you perfect? Practice, baby
I call up ZayTiggy, I ain′t beat jackin', baby
I got a hundred dollar each pocket of my jacket, baby
Hopped out on your hoe, she said "You′re cappin', baby"
And baby, I ain't a crack baby, I′m a cappin′ baby
Hoe, you can get off my boat, I'm the captain, baby
I treat the bullets like a ship how I sail it, baby

He listened to Chief Keef once and he turned gangster
I′m spinnin' in this bitch like some turntables
I was fuckin′ on your bitch while you were waiting
When she had yo' ass waitin′ like you were a patient
I'm with my black bitch, goin' to get my Caucasian
Bring that M-16 out for certain equations
This shit ain′t addin′ up, says my fucking calculation
I'm on the road, I got that hoe doin′ masturbation


The police pulled me over and I'm ′toxicated
I'm tryna see what the fuck they determination
They wanna take me out and then incarcerate me
′Cause my car look like a bad-ass moderation
Hoes say I ain't easy, it's some complications
I don′t do the cuffin′, bitch, pick up your desperation
Have my Uber drop you off, what's your destination?
Vegetarian, vegetation, meet aspiration

Told the bitch to add it up, can you do multiplications?
I′ma need some mesmerization for my recreation
Every time I hop out, it's a celebration
I don′t need you or your damn consideration
I ain't shakin′ hands 'less I like the the negotiation
Ayy, I curse too much, I ain't good at appropriation
To go and pick up the damn cake, that′s my damn operation
I′m that nigga, I ain't with the rest of the population

He listened to Chief Keef once and he turned gangster
I′m spinnin' in this bitch like some turntables
I was fuckin′ on your bitch while you were waiting
When she had yo' ass waitin′ like you were a patient
I'm with my black bitch, goin' to get my Caucasian
Bring that M-16 out for certain equations
This shit ain′t addin′, up says my fucking calculation
I'm on the road, I got that hoe doin′ masturbation