Traffic Songtext
von Chief Keef

And real life, no movie shit, bitch, we clap
Where I′m from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic
Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic
And where I'm from, that′s 300, normal spelled backwards

We don't really play, homie, we about gun action
Pistols get to flappin', ball like the Mavericks
Chief Keef bitch I′m savage, I′m paper stackin'
Pistols get to clappin′, niggas get to lappin'

Bad bitches packed up inside a Maxima
That bitch gon′ give me neck, neck like a Dracula
Fuck nigga talk shit, delete him, no schedule
That bitch want some ransom, she say I'm handsome


I need me a dancer to come and dance up
On me while I′m wildin', and I'm throwing sets up
I need me a dancer to come and dance up
On me while I′m wildin′ and throwing sets up

We ain't really with that talking, bitch, we ′bout that action
He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic
We ain′t really with that talking, bitch, we love that action
I lost so many niggas, turned into a savage
And real life, no movie shit, bitch, we clap
Where I'm from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic
Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic
And where I′m from that's 300, normal spelled backwards

We ain't really with that talking, bitch, we ′bout that action