[Intro: Chief Keef]
Sosa, baby, GBE, baby
(That boy Cassius)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Suitcase with a MAC in it (Bang)
Bag with some racks in it (Flll)
Put the two-door up (Beep)
Now I'm back in it (Yeah)
Got your bitch backbendin’ (Skrrt)
She gon' put her back in it (Yeah)
Engine in the back business (Bitch)
Now I live by cactuses (Bitch, bang)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Running through the streets, me and my woes (Yeah)
Can't do anything to stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
Got a chop with a flashlight, click-clack, lights out
Livin’ a fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)

[Verse 2: DooWop]
N***as know me in the streets, n***as know I pop heat
Don't believe word of mouth, you can check my rapsheet
Gettin' miked in Miami, ridin' on the jetskis
They gon' bleed for the sharks 'fore I let 'em catch me
[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
In this Fendi lookin' like fools
Shining yellow like jewels
Pouring up that dirty ’Tech
Speeding made a fuckin’ mess
Treat her more, love her less
Throw her to gang, no fuckin' catch
These Balmains got a little stretch
Pockets got a bunch of cash
I’m floatin' like Aladdin
Running it up like amen
Hit the stores, cashin' 'cause I like high fashion
Just bought a new bag and it can fit a MAC-10
You run out of time on this bomb, we start blastin’ (Bang)

[Break]

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Ballout]
Running through the streets, me and my woes (Yeah)
(Case, MAC, bag, racks)
Can't do anything to stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
(Two-door, now I'm back in it)
Got a chop with a flashlight, click-clack, lights out
Livin' a fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)

[Refrain: Ballout]
Count my money up front
I don't do no backhandin'
Packs landin'
In Saks rackspendin'
I don't do no panhandlin'
Your man fannin'
Your girl starin'
Every time we in a different area code we in a different mansion
[Break]

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Ballout]
Me and my woes (Yeah)
(Case, MAC, bag, racks)
Stop me and my folks (Nah, GBE, baby)
(Two-door, now I'm back in it)
Light, click-clack, lights out
Fast life, load up, ride out (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-bang)

[Refrain: Ballout]
Count my money up front
I don't do no backhandin'
Packs landin'
In Saks rackspendin'
I don't do no panhandlin'
Your man fannin'
Your girl starin'
Every time we in a different area code we in a different mansion