[Chorus: Street Money Boochie]
From the stove to the pot, show them n***as how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young n***a what's the ticket?
From the stove to the pot, show them n***as how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young n***a what's the ticket?

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Cruising in the hardtop, it's a droptop
Bitches snorin' everytime the car stop
Pull up to the spot, AKA the one stop shop
Walked in the bank, then walked out like hah hah
Landed in the A, then linked up with Street Money
All white whip, look like I got C money
Walked up on the court feeling like I got G money
Spent one time, you know we gotta rerun it
Hit some backwoods, just hit up Quicktrip
Hit LAX, we making a quick trip
Boochie in that Rari, yeah I think that bitch stick shift
Who else Fargo know me, I bought some big strips
[Chorus: Street Money Boochie]
From the stove to the pot, show them n***as how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young n***a what's the ticket?
From the stove to the pot, show them n***as how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young n***a what's the ticket?

[Verse 2: Quicktrip]
Carbin got ten on the bitch
Yeah it's a double down
I'm not with the fuck around
I do not fuck around
I put a one on a tooly, I bought the Coupe to the roof of my boy
White truck set up
Never call a white thunder
Got rich off the white
I was cooking up thunder
We had a hell of a run
20,000 a day
I gotta shells on the packs
I gotta shells on the racks
Stacks all in the room
Packs all in baloons
See my momma gettin' high, n***a, she was cookin' crack all on a spoon
In the room spraying perfume
I'm a young n***a, I'm a million
See my uncle always been a goon
Made the chopper sound like an autotune
No Chief Keef, but we bang bang
Young n***a on gang bang
[Chorus: Street Money Boochie]
From the stove to the pot, show them n***as how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young n***a what's the ticket?
From the stove to the pot, show them n***as how you whip it
Took the top off this motherfucker, doing doeghnuts on the inches
In the trap spot kickin
Standing on the bell of midget
Old heads keep asking
Young n***a what's the ticket?