Chief Keef - Tree Tree

Sosa baby, GBE baby
Blood Gang baby
5th Gang baby, sit gang baby, get it gang baby
Leanin' gang baby
You know how I'm rockin', cut off stockings
Keep kush in my pocket
All designer, get ya grind up
Got a Breitling for the muthafuckin' timer
Ayy, bang, bang (Sosa on the beat)

All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover
And yo' bitch just came over, Lil Flip, game over
I don't fuck with po-poers, the po-poers a no-noer
Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over
I got pounds of that Kino and I'm a Fendi totter
I ain't gotta be wit' my dogs, I'ma sick this fifty on 'em
Choppa come through, yeah, I went 50 on 'em
Smokin' ganja, yeah, I went tree tree on 'em

You can find me in the club with the snuff, fuck the buff
Baby, this dick what you need, but I know it ain't enough
I know you want money, but I can't baby, sorry
I know better 'bout these bitches, baby I am from the projects
Pull up cowabunga, pullin' off like gnarly
Now I can fuck my forth grade teacher, Ms. Crowley
Take two days to smoke a pound, I'm Sosa Marley
And you can call me Sosa Ross, I'm Sosa-phisticated
Man, I'm still fuck your earthquake
I 'member doin' drills up in broad day
I got that Worldstar like Beyonce
Now carry on, I'm gonna go my way

All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover
And yo' bitch just came over, Lil Flip, game over
I don't fuck with po-poers, the po-poers a no-noer
Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over
I got pounds of that Kino and I'm a Fendi totter
I ain't gotta be wit' my dogs, I'ma sick this fifty on 'em
Choppa come through, yeah, I went 50 on 'em
Smokin' ganja, yeah, I went tree tree on 'em

I went tree tree on her
Gettin' ne-ne from that lil' bitch Kekiana
He love Keke, but she is a thottiana
She just wanna have a party on him
And she be goin' on and on and on and
Sayin' he's a goofy, sayin' he ain't nothin'
And I be like okay, okay, okay
I'ma push his button, no it ain't no ridin'
Call me Sosa Big Pun, call me Sosa Fat Joe
Call my Ruger Remy Ma
Call me Sosa Papoose
Shootin' everythin' from A to Z, alphabet coupe

All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover
And yo' bitch just came over, Lil Flip, game over
I don't fuck with po-poers, the po-poers a no-noer
Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over
I got pounds of that Kino and I'm a Fendi totter
I ain't gotta be wit' my dogs, I'ma sick this fifty on 'em
Choppa come through, yeah, I went 50 on 'em
Smokin' ganja, yeah, I went tree tree on 'em

I went 50 on 'em, ayy

Written by:
Keith Cozart

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