[Intro: Jordan Gilty & Chief Keef]
Fuckers in school telling me, always in the barber shop
"Chief Keef ain't 'bout this, Chief Keef ain't 'bout that"
My boy a BD on fucking Lamron and them
He, he, they say that n***a don't be putting in no work, shut the fuck up!
Y'all n***as ain't know shit
All y'all motherfuckers talk about
"Chief Keef ain't no hitter, Chief Keef ain't this, Chief Keef a fake", shut the fuck up!
Y'all don't be with that n***a
Y'all know that n***a got caught with a ratchet
Shootin' at the police and shit
N***a been on probation since, fuckin', I don't know when
Motherfucker, stop fuckin' playin' him like that
Them n***as savages out there
If I catch another motherfucker talking sweet about Chief Keef
I'm fucking beatin' they ass
I'm not fucking playin' no more
Y'all know them n***as roll with Lil Reese and them
(Young Chop on the beat)
Love Sosa, bitches love Sosa, huh?
'Raris and Rovers, ayy, lil' Cobra, ayy, ayy
Bang, bang, ayy, got us some Rovers

[Chorus]
These bitches love Sosa, O end or no end
Fucking with those O boys, you gon' get fucked over
Rari's and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, ya'll some broke boys, God, ya'll some broke boys
We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough boy
[Verse 1]
These bitches love Sosa and they love them Glo Boys
Know we from the 'go, boy, but we cannot go, boy
No, I don't know ol' boy, I know, he's a broke boy
'Raris and Rovers, convertibles, Lambos, boy
You know, I got bands, boy and it's in my pants, boy
Disrespect them O Boys, you won't speak again, boy
Don't think that I'm playin', boy, no, we don't use hands, boy
No, we don't do friends, boy, collect bands, I'm a land lord
I gets lots of commas, I can fuck your mama
I ain't with the drama, you can meet my llama
Ridin with 3Hunna, with three hunnid foreigns
These bitches see Chief Sosa, I swear to God, they all honored

[Chorus]
These bitches love Sosa, O end or no end
Fucking with those O boys, you gon' get fucked over
Rari's and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, ya'll some broke boys, God, ya'll some broke boys
We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough boy

[Verse 2]
Don't make me call D. Rose boy
He six double-o boy
And he keep that po boy
You gon' get fucked over
Bitch I does sell soda
And I does sell coka
She gon' clap for Sosa
He gon' clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa
Them hoes they do it for Sosa
Tadoe off that Molly water
So n***a be cool like water
For you get hit with this lava
Bitch I'm the trending topic
Don't care no price I'll cop it b
And yo bitch steady jockin' me
[Chorus]
These bitches love Sosa, O end or no end
Fucking with those O boys, you gon' get fucked over
Rari's and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, ya'll some broke boys, God, ya'll some broke boys
We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough boy