That Smoose got me gone you can hear in the air
We on top like some stairs
I dont give no fuck I be going to hell
Cant fuck around with bitches 
Because they be acting like hoes 
Theres a lot hoes out here though
But Im a let this Hammer blow
Like... Bang,Bang, Bang Bang Bang
Bang,Bang Bang Bang Bang
Bang,Bang 
My niggas know this here
I will fucking you take you out
I don’t talk off out of the mouth
I just come in with that Glock
Niggas know I took that case
I was facing 36
I had blood upon my hand and I still aint say shit
Niggas talk about that black mask
I still got that black mask
Ill come out of retirement
And Ill have you looking like Batman
And shouts out to B-Unit
Wasnt old enough for D-Unit
And brangdang and bang, bang
Bitch Basedworld we the new movement
Shouts out to Chief Keef
That Nigga is my pedigree
I dont speak on it but really homie
Niggas getting fed clips for real homie
AK got the dick on it
Yeah bitch, this Lil B
I still rock that pink shirt
And murk a nigga up in the streets
(You feel me, I fuck with my nigga Chief Keef
Remix, Yeah, Remix Chicago Bay Area Thuggin)
Glock nine, TEC-9, 30 clip, .45
When I hit him, he aint comin back
Smokin loud, this Buddy loud, so I aint comin back
And Im Chief Keef, bitch
Off a pill, I feel like E.T., bitch
When I hit, you spin like a CD, bitch
Cant get caught by CPD, bitch
My nigga Dooski, he got my back
Just bring a nine, we aint got a MAC
You better listen, we got a MAC
And on your back, we make the Nolia clap
We got 50-shot TECs, so dont get wet
We gon make some bullets rain on your block
Your bitch suckin all on my cock
On the block, we the chop shop
Smokin stank, all I know is bang
Fuck run a train, we gon roll a train
Big propane like Novacaine
Chief Keef, bitch, Im so insane
Its Glory Boyz, Lamron
Wic City and Blake Gate
Young Money and 46
Flip a nigga like patty cake