Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Vocals
Roger Randall
Roger Randall
Vocals
DP Beats
DP Beats
Programming
KBeaZy
KBeaZy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Songwriter
Don Paschall
Don Paschall
Songwriter
Keegan Bach
Keegan Bach
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DP Beats
DP Beats
Producer
KBeaZy
KBeaZy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You talkin' to me, well, you got the beef
I got the pump, bust in my sleep
Kill the feat, I'm on some feet
Feel like Obama up in the V
R.I.P., no J.P.G., you see me
Diamond dance C.B.
Got your red and blue golds gonna come in 3D
Send them boys to do a drill, and I'll send three deep
I was doubly doubled, conversate with the block
Bitch, I'm fly like a muhfucka
Really need to cop me a helicop'
This hot boy movin', I'm servin' the shock
[Verse 2]
All the syrup syrup, no fuckin' waffles
May throw away a whole fuckin' bottle
Get them thrown at your fuckin' squad
He said she might fuck me, God
Fuck a bitch, pull my pants up, run them bands up
If a bitch call, I don't answer
Vroom vroom, motor havin' tantrums
Told that bitch, I canceled, told that bitch I got cancer
Bitch put a seatbelt on
But like I'm playin' ball in the whip, she know I got handles
What I just say, finna tell her is
You some finest bitch, yeah, there ain't no sandwich
[Verse 3]
Where that money at?
Girl, that's a good pussy, let me get some more of that
Give a hand job like, yeah, throw it back
All full of drink but still runnin' 'round like a Rugrat
Damn, the design exclusive
Big doobie got me on Jupiter
Every other **** gon' do the do
And I know I got a couple skrrty skrrts
[Verse 4]
Gimme that, gimme that
Gotta go away, gotta get rid of that
That check over there, can you hand me that?
Fans writin' on pictures like
Ding ding, 'cause a thot like
She gave me a hunnid feet but
And I smoked all the reefer
Two more ounces in the two-seater, boy
The mini navigated, shit got me concentrated
You can keep playin', not before my dick keep sayin'
Where the Visine? 'Cause my eye's red
Why your ass yell? Bring it over here
When I got a couple pill, boy
Oh, man, fuck all that other shit
Y'all got ice on, y'all can't count but
Shot all the hollows, she said she gon' swallow
That's why you know when I call you
So where are you?
[Verse 5]
Where that money at?
Girl, that's a good pussy, let me get some more of that
Give a hand job like, yeah, throw it back
All full of drink but still runnin' 'round like a Rugrat
Damn, the design exclusive
Big doobie got me on Jupiter
Every other **** gon' do the do
And I know I got a couple skrrty skrrts, boy
I need more, I need more
Written by: Don Paschall, Keegan Bach, Keith Cozart
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