[Chorus: Chief Keef]

What you talkin' for? Keep your mouth closed

Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talkin' 'bout dough

You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough

You live with ya mama, in her household

I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough

And I got hoes, and I got clothes

Bitch, I got weed, and I got jewels

And I got mines, and I got yours

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]

I was ridin' in that thingy, his bitch like freakin'

Me, I like speedin', ridin' in them demons

Your thot don't speak English, me, I speak Engla

Money Danita, pull up in the creature

My son ride them Forgis, me, I ride Visas

Kay Kay get that cash, but, me, I got Visas

He say he got swag, but, me, I got ether

He say he got Springfield, me, I got Lisa

Your bitch, I'm finna three way, I met her this week

She say that she a keeper, thottie the keeper

The fuck I look like Peter? The fuck, you look like Tinker

Hell nah, I be in the club like I'm legal

[Chorus: Chief Keef]

What you talkin' for? Keep your mouth closed

Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talkin' 'bout dough

You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough

You live with ya mama, in her household

I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough

And I got hoes, and I got clothes

Bitch, I got weed, and I got jewels

And I got mines, and I got yours

[Verse 2: Benji Glo]

See, I'm ridin' in that Beamer, in the two seater

Boolin' with a thottie, thotties is eaters

I'm smokin' on some reefer, red in my two litter

Paid 6 for my shades, another 6 for my sneakers

300 them my savages, they kill for no reason

Run up on Benji? Haha, you tweakin'

Everybody know I can't see, it's not a secret

She say her boyfriend go deep, but baby, I go deeper

She say he gettin' money, I don't believe her

Me, I be juggin', ri-ridin' with my heater

I got molly, Xanax, weed too, come see me

In the trap playin' with them keys, call me Stevie

[Chorus: Chief Keef]

What you talkin' for? Keep your mouth closed

Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talkin' 'bout dough

You ain't gettin' dough, you ain't got dough

You live with ya mama, in her household

I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough

And I got hoes, and I got clothes

Bitch, I got weed, and I got jewels

And I got mines, and I got yours