[Intro]

(Ayy, Manzo, we got a hit, boy)

(Ooh, B-Bighead on the beat)

[Verse 1: Ballout]

Fifteen hunnid for my fans

Lil three thousands just bought me twins

Ride in a Hellcat, fuck that Benz

Tryna fuck this bitch and her friend

I just left Saks and spent ten

Tonight I'ma pick up a backend

Bout to take a flight to Japan

Foenem gon' let me know when they land

[Verse 2: Tadoe]

We loyal bros, all my niggas wit' it, we stick to the code

Get exposed, come back on his block, I'm takin' niggas poles

Niggas ho's, actin' like they real, but niggas told

Get up in that jam for real, I swear to God, these niggas fold

We from the slums, ain't no one on ones, you mеntion Lolo son

Go grab a gun, you tryna battle sumn', we put you by the sun, wе ain't for none

Hole in his head like a dolphin but in a spiral act

We can get it poppin', get it bussin' like a pimple spot

Found out where you stay the same day, like, how that info drop?

Plan on games with Gang, that's the way get yo' kinfolk shot

I say, I say, I hit the mall and spend a thirty, you just window shop

Slide down his block the wrong way, get a window shot

Aim this bitch right at his face and give the devil shock

Niggas out here playin' police games like they rental cops

[Verse 3: Chief Keef]

Crack a seal, I was out there posted up, by that field

Say it's smoke, you can get your body zipped, vacuum sealed

All these diamonds, get your diamond tester, bitch, you know it's real

Foenem caught an opp, touchdown, bitch, soldier field

All this fuckin' steel Sosa King, I'm the man of steel

I just bought the whole Amiri store, bitch, I used to steal

I was bad as hell, we was in the trap, poppin' pills

I just poured a twelve, turn yo' goofy down, you grown as hell

Used to jump the L, now I'm rollin' up jumbo L's

Mention Tammy son, we gon' throw yo' ass in front of a train

Mention Tamika son, turn yo' block into a gun range

50, 60K, that ain't nothin' but some chump change

Ridin' in that truck, went so fast, it made me drop my cup

Got my first Glock, I was thirsty as fuck to drop a opp

Please don't hit this block, 'cause I'm thirsty as fuck to pop yo' top

You don't get the picture, send my brother to come and crop yo' top

[Verse 4: Ballout, Tadoe & Chief Keef]

Nigga, fuck my opps

Niggas ain't outside, niggas ain't even on they block

I'm ridin', thirty in the Charger, fifty in the Glock

Hunnid P's in the truck, fifty in the spot

We gon' run yo' bail, we gon' send packs through mail

All this money in the trap, I count it by the scale

I can't serve you in the daytime, boy, yo' ass look twelve

Pussy, put some bass up in your voice, yo' ass sound twelve

Pussy, all these fuckin' jewels, I look like a pool

Used to live up in the hood, now my neighbors jews

If I decide to get more cars, I gotta make some room

Pussy say he gon' get wit' me, nigga, April Fools

[Outro: Chief Keef]

Okay, okay

Nah, it's over wit' though

It's over wit', it's over wit'

Ayy, nah, keep that