[Hook: Chief Keef x2]
I got money, I got power, got respect with this tech
My n***as out here wilding playing Russian Roulette
My n***as out here wilding playing Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette, with n***as' heads
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I got money, I got power, got respect with this tech
My n***as out here wilding, you could duck or get wet
From Chiraq to DC, boy, we gang bang, throwing sets
About Glory Boyz and s*utty Boyz they say this and that
But Chief Sosa and Fat Trel shooters gone handle that
It ain't nothing, b**h we bucking; light it up, candle that
We turn nothing into something, get that check, ran through that
I be sh**ting on them b**hes, like where my manners at?
I be in my f**ing glory shining just like my watch
I be pulling up and pulling off in them foreign cars
I give that b**h a name if she talking p**n star
And we got these b**hes boppy, GBE full of stock
[Hook: Chief Keef x2]
[Verse 2: Fat Trel]
Well, I got money, I got power, just got rid of my tech
Cause that b**h had too many bodies, just re'd up in Van Ness
“I got my n***as outchea wilding, 223 eat through vests
UUV hit your block, yellow tape on deck
Police investigate, my sh** say heavy weight
I'm a walking grenade; I play with Tommies for days
I got work and it's t**ng; I f** your wifey on purpose
I'm a s*utty Boy; my Glory boy just smoke purple perfect
I'm in Chiraq flirting with these chickens from Church's
These n***as pockets is hurting; heard you n***as was nervous
I'm from D-dot-C; you know my sh** say SB
f**ing with GBE, so how you n***as gone eat?
[Hook: Chief Keef x2]