[Intro]
(ISO)
Whaddup?
(What do you want from me, stalker?)
You just called me (Oh wee, it's Oh!Zone on the beat)
(No, I didn't, black boy)
You tripping though, whassup though, talm 'bout
Aye, you be tweaking
(Why you make me wait though? I was waiting for you for like 5 hours?)
Ight doe
(When you 'bout to come over?)
You was waiting? You was on was on 41st & Wentworth for 5 hours
(I rung the bell, whatchu mean?)
Ight, ight

[Chorus]
This n***a said he gon' rob me, ight doe
Got this .30 on me, it's mighty long
Fuck with Chief Keef, bitch, you might glo
And I know you want sum pipe, though
Got bitches on my line though
Ben Franklin's all in my bankroll
This ain't no credit card fraud, call Chase, ho
This ho actin' like she don't wanna let me fuck, ight doe

[Verse]
Smoke a 3 gram blunt to the face, ho
And a 50 shot came with my chain, ho
A yellow envelope came with my bankroll
I'm flexin' on this bitch, I think that her shit stank, though
I don't drink liquor but I sip lean, though
Bitch, I paid 600 for this pint, though
I got 30 shots in my thing, though
If this n***a want my gun to glo up, ight though
Used to say Cdai got 22 shots but he really got Michael
Come through shootin' and I'm shootin' so fast givin' any n***a lypo
Someone took his money from him
I been gettin' money, boy, that ain't nothin'
Lil n***a try to take my bank from me
We posted in the Glo house and we all got 30s and we let them bitches bang, though
This bitch act like Tadoe
All she want is molly and she ready to go
Ight doe
Let the bitch try to set me up, I got my pipe close
What we hidin' for?
N***as know where we at, you ain't gotta come find us, though
But you don't need to be lookin' for me, you need to go find your ho
She steady askin' me where I'm at, she tryna come find me, though
Run through a 50 thousand dollar bankroll
'Member when I use to ain't get allowance though
'Cause I ain't never wanna do none of the chores
Now I pay maid a to do all the chores
I don't want that bitch, she been around like revolvin' doors
And I don't trust these n***as as far as I can throw 'em
[Chorus]
This n***a said he gon' rob me, ight doe
Got this .30 on me, it's mighty long
Fuck with Chief Keef, bitch, you might glo
And I know you want sum pipe, though
Got bitches on my line though
Ben Franklin's all in my bankroll
This ain't no credit card fraud, call Chase, ho
This ho actin' like she don't wanna let me fuck, ight doe