I'm tired of ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ in school tellin' me, always in the barbershop
"Chief Keef ain't 'bout this, Chief Keef ain't 'bout that"
My boy a BD, on ♥♥♥♥♥♥' Lamron and them
He, he, they say that ♥♥♥♥♥ don't be puttin' in no work
Shut the ♥♥♥♥ up, y'all ♥♥♥♥♥♥ ain't know ♥♥♥♥
All y'all ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ talkin' about
"Chief Keef ain't no hitter, Chief Keef ain't this, Chief Keef a fake"
Shut the ♥♥♥♥ up, y'all don't live with that ♥♥♥♥♥
Y'all know that ♥♥♥♥♥ got caught with a ratchet
Shootin' at the police and ♥♥♥♥
♥♥♥♥♥ been on probation since, ♥♥♥♥♥♥', I don't know when
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, stop ♥♥♥♥♥♥' playin' him like that
Them ♥♥♥♥♥♥ savages out there
If I catch another ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ talkin' sweet about Chief Keef
I'm ♥♥♥♥♥♥' beatin' they ass
I'm not ♥♥♥♥♥♥' playin' no more
Know them ♥♥♥♥♥♥ roll with Lil Reese and them
(Young Chop on the beat)
Love Sosa, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ love Sosa, ha
O End or no end, 'Raris and Rovers, ah
'Raris and Rovers, ayy, broke boys, ayy, ayy
Bang, bang-bang, ah
God, y'all some broke boys, God, y'all some broke boys

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
These ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ love Sosa (Ha), O End or no end (Yuh)
♥♥♥♥♥♥' with them O boys (Ha), you gon' get ♥♥♥♥♥♥ over (Bang-bang)
'Raris and Rovers (Bang, skrrt), these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that Cobra (Bang-bang), now that boy slumped over (Bang, bang)
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise
Y'all know I'm a grown boy (♥♥♥♥♥), yo' clique full of broke boys (♥♥♥♥♥)
God, y'all some broke boys (Ah), God, y'all some broke boys (Bang-bang, ah)
We GBE dope boys (Bang-bang, GBE, baby), we got lots of dough, boy (Bang, bang), hah
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[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
These ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ love Sosa and they love them Glo Boys (Ha)
Know we from the 'Go, boy (Ha), but we cannot go, boy (Nah, nah, nah)
No, I don't know old boy, I know he's a broke boy (Yeah)
'Raris and Rovers, convertible Lambos, boy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You know I got bands, boy (Bands), and it's in my pants, boy (My pants)
Disrespect them O-Boys (Ha), you won't speak again, boy (Again)
Don't think that I'm playin', boy (Nah), no, we don't use hands, boy (Nah)
No, we don't do friends, boy (Nah), collect bands, I'm a landlord (Bih, bih, bih)
I gets lots of commas, I can ♥♥♥♥ yo' momma (Yeah)
I ain't with the drama (Nah), you can meet my llama (Bang-bang, bang, bang)
Ridin' with 3hunna, with three hundred foreigns (Yuh)
These ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ see Chief Sosa, I swear to God, they honored, ha (Ha, ha)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
These ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ love Sosa, O End or no end (Yuh, yuh, on God)
♥♥♥♥♥♥' with them O boys (Ha), you gon' get ♥♥♥♥♥♥ over (Bang)
'Raris and Rovers (Skrrt), these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that Cobra, now that boy slumped over (Bang-bang, bang, bang)
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain't making no noise (Nah)
Y'all know I'm a grown boy (Bih), yo' clique full of broke boys (Bih)
God, y'all some broke boys, God, y'all some broke boys (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
We GBE dope boys (GBE, baby), we got lots of dough, boy (Ah, ah), ah

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Don't make me call D. Rose, boy, he six double-O, boy (6hunna)
And he keep that pole, boy (Bang-bang), you gon' get ♥♥♥♥♥♥ over (Bang, bang)
♥♥♥♥♥, I done sell soda and I done sell coca (Yuh)
She gon' clap for Sosa (Clap, baby), he gon' clap for Sosa (Yuh)
They do it for Sosa, them hoes (Ha), they do it for Sosa (Yuh)
Tadoe off the molly water, so, ♥♥♥♥♥, be cool like water
'Fore you get hit with this lava (Bang-bang), ♥♥♥♥♥, I'm the trendin' topic (Yuh)
Don't care no price, I'll cop it, B (Yuh), and your ♥♥♥♥♥ steady jockin' me (Bih, bih)