Yours Chief Keef (Ft. Benji Glo)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking '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 riding in that thingy, his bitch like freaky
Me I like speeding, ridin in them demons
Your thot don't speak english, me I speak Engla (England)
Money Danita, pull up in the creature
My son ride them forgis, me I ride visas
Kay Kay get that cash boy
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 up finna three way I met her this week
She said that she a keeper Thottie the keeper
The fuck I look like Peter
Da fuck you look like Tinka
Hell naw I be in the club like I'm legal