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Zero to 250 Video (MV)




Performed By: Chief Keef
Length: 3:27
Written by: Don Paschall, Keith Cozart




Chief Keef - Zero to 250 Lyrics




Ayy
(DP on the beat)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I say I took nigga money, and I never gave it back
Boss shit, Ball f*cked your bitch, boy that's Ball bitch
Small shit, I'm just talkin' shit, on my dog shit
Only The Family, huh? How the f*ck these niggas crossin'?
Got it tatted on me, but I'm Glo Gang, bitch, ayy
I don't smoke regular, I smoke propane, bitch
FaceTime gang off your bitch phone, straight gang shit
Knock a top off of that top, watch who you play with
But I ain't gon' say shit, just have shh come spray shit
Wanna see me? Pay me, better have that ffft ready
Pull up like the Navy, hop out, better have that vroom ready
I want an i8, f*ck a new Bentley
Only American car I got, that bitch is two hemi
Only f*ckin' gun I got, that bitch is two semi
Only f*ckin' thot I got, that bitch is too pretty (thottie)
And every state, I got thots in two cities
And every plate, I eat lots, so who with me? Ayy
Try me boy, I hope you got two kidneys
Can you take 18 shots like you two 50's? Ayy
Just to pull off in that 'Rari, boy, that's 250
I got evicted out two cribs, and I just got 250
I spent a hundred on my jewelry, the rest, bought Trues with it
Ayy, them steamers y'all be ridin', I bought shoes with it
All that Stretch Gang denied, I brought you in it
Ayy, 300 what? 300 tools with me
0 to 300 fast, bitch, boolin' it, ayy
Foot down that thing with 250
On the dash and you know I act the fool in it
Ayy, them earrings in your ear, I bought food with it
Stole my daughter's clothes, boy, your ass a fool with it
Just bought a trap house, ain't no rooms in it
It's just vaults in it, and scalps in it
Just bought a new car, ain't no shoes on it
So I'm Forgi-ing it, then I'm rollin' in it
Just made a video, ain't no hoes in it
'Cause they all in this shit, for the glory in shit
Just had a shoot out with a few niggas so I'm duckin' this shit
And buckin' this shit, they see me bustin' this bitch
Remember posted on the block, ayy, lovin' this shit
Now that I'm the king, bitch, ain't no love in this shit
'Bout my beans, you get buttered and shit
Madre, I'ma f*ck your mother and shit, ayy
Andalé, gotta pick up that money real quick
At the bank, swear that shit be the funniest shit
Bitch tryna eat the circle, she thought we was Funyuns or some shit
Never trust a nigga, and ain't no love for no bitch
'Cause niggas two-faced and hoes be f*ckin' the clique
So I ran past that pedal, I be f*ckin' that bitch

(DP on the beat)
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Ayy
(DP on the beat)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I say I took nigga money, and I never gave it back
Boss shit, Ball f*cked your bitch, boy that's Ball bitch
Small shit, I'm just talkin' shit, on my dog shit
Only The Family, huh? How the f*ck these niggas crossin'?
Got it tatted on me, but I'm Glo Gang, bitch, ayy
I don't smoke regular, I smoke propane, bitch
FaceTime gang off your bitch phone, straight gang shit
Knock a top off of that top, watch who you play with
But I ain't gon' say shit, just have shh come spray shit
Wanna see me? Pay me, better have that ffft ready
Pull up like the Navy, hop out, better have that vroom ready
I want an i8, f*ck a new Bentley
Only American car I got, that bitch is two hemi
Only f*ckin' gun I got, that bitch is two semi
Only f*ckin' thot I got, that bitch is too pretty (thottie)
And every state, I got thots in two cities
And every plate, I eat lots, so who with me? Ayy
Try me boy, I hope you got two kidneys
Can you take 18 shots like you two 50's? Ayy
Just to pull off in that 'Rari, boy, that's 250
I got evicted out two cribs, and I just got 250
I spent a hundred on my jewelry, the rest, bought Trues with it
Ayy, them steamers y'all be ridin', I bought shoes with it
All that Stretch Gang denied, I brought you in it
Ayy, 300 what? 300 tools with me
0 to 300 fast, bitch, boolin' it, ayy
Foot down that thing with 250
On the dash and you know I act the fool in it
Ayy, them earrings in your ear, I bought food with it
Stole my daughter's clothes, boy, your ass a fool with it
Just bought a trap house, ain't no rooms in it
It's just vaults in it, and scalps in it
Just bought a new car, ain't no shoes on it
So I'm Forgi-ing it, then I'm rollin' in it
Just made a video, ain't no hoes in it
'Cause they all in this shit, for the glory in shit
Just had a shoot out with a few niggas so I'm duckin' this shit
And buckin' this shit, they see me bustin' this bitch
Remember posted on the block, ayy, lovin' this shit
Now that I'm the king, bitch, ain't no love in this shit
'Bout my beans, you get buttered and shit
Madre, I'ma f*ck your mother and shit, ayy
Andalé, gotta pick up that money real quick
At the bank, swear that shit be the funniest shit
Bitch tryna eat the circle, she thought we was Funyuns or some shit
Never trust a nigga, and ain't no love for no bitch
'Cause niggas two-faced and hoes be f*ckin' the clique
So I ran past that pedal, I be f*ckin' that bitch

(DP on the beat)
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Writer: Don Paschall, Keith Cozart
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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