Music Video
Chief Keef - Love Sosa
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chief Keef
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Songwriter
Young Chop
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Chop
Producer
Alex Ortiz
Recording Engineer
Chris Bellman
Mastering Engineer
Chris Cheney
Recording Engineer
James Hunt
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Fuckers in school telling me, always in a barber shop
Chief Keef ain't 'bout this, Chief Keef ain't 'bout that
My boy a BD on fucking Lamron and them
He, he, they say don't be never putting in no work
Shut the fuck up
Y'all **** ain't know shit
All y'all motherfuckers talking about Chief Keef ain't no hitter, Chief Keef ain't this
Chief Keef's a fake
Shut the fuck up
Y'all don't live with that ****
Y'all know that **** got caught with a ratchet
Shooting at the police and shit
**** been on probation since fucking I don't know when
Motherfuckers stop fucking playing him like that
Them **** savages out there
If I catch another motherfucker talking sweet about Chief Keef
I'm fucking beating they ass
I'm not fucking playing no more
You know them **** roll with Lil' Reese and them (Young Chop on the beat)
[Intro]
Love Sosa
Bitches love Sosa
O End or no end, 'Raris and Rovers
Aye, aye, aye
God, y'all some broke boys
[Chorus]
These bitches love Sosa
O End or no end
Fucking with them O boys
You gon' get fucked over
'Raris and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit 'em with that Cobra
Now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain't making no noise
Y'all know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys
We GBE dope boys
We got lots of dough, boy
[Verse 1]
Bitches love Sosa
And they love them Glo Boys
Know we from the 'Go boy
But we cannot go, boy
No, I don't know old boy
I know he's a broke boy
'Raris and Rovers
Convertible Lambos, boy
You know I got bands, boy
And it's in my pants, boy
Disrespect them O Boys
You won't speak again, boy
Don't think that I'm playing, boy
No, we don't use hands, boy
No, we don't do friends, boy
Collect bands, I'm a landlord
[Verse 2]
I gets lotsa commas
I can fuck your mama
I ain't with the drama
You can meet my llama
Riding with 3hunna
With three hunnid foreigns
These bitches see Chief Sosa
I swear to God, they honored
[Chorus]
These bitches love Sosa
O End or no end
Fucking with them O boys
You gon' get fucked over
'Raris and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit 'em with that Cobra
Now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain't making no noise
Y'all know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys
We GBE dope boys
We got lots of dough boys
[Verse 3]
Don't make me call D. Rose, boy
He six double O, boy
And he keep that pole, boy
You gon' get fucked over
Bitch, I done sell soda
And I done sell coca
She gon' clap for Sosa
He gon' clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa
Them hoes SOL for Sosa
Tadoe off that molly water
So **** be cool like water
'Fore you get hit with this lava
Bitch, I'm the trending topic
Don't care no price I'll cop it, B
And your bitch steady jocking me
[Chorus]
These bitches love Sosa
O End or no end
Fucking with them O boys
You gon' get fucked over
'Raris and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit 'em with that Cobra
Now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain't making no noise
Y'all know I'm a grown boy
Your clique of broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys
God, y'all some broke boys
We GBE dope boys
We got lots of dough, boy
Written by: Keith Cozart, Tyree Lamar Pittman
