Yuh
Bang bang, bitch
Turn it up a notch
Chief Keef on the beat 
Invisible shit, in case you didnt notice me
Bust your girlfriend and send your mama to the store for me
Your wife gotta cook, and Im shootin up the groceries
These niggas dont want it
They can try it though 
Give em a large fry, a burger, and a Diet Coke
A shit badge, a straitjacket, and a these bitches
Think I wanna wife I wanna one night a hoe 
Fe Fi Fo 1-2-3, T-Slick and Don Star bout to cap out your knee 
What do you know, they call me Chief Keef
Baby, toenail clipper bout to skin off your feet
John Cena shit, you cant see me
Bitin ass niggas, you cant be me, naw
Red and blue goggles on, Im comin 3D
Like those media players bitch, burn you like a CD
F-L-Y , without a Peter Pan though 
Fuck talk shit hit em with a heated band 
Detective ass niggas and we see your mans in there 
He act dumb, smack him with a heater fan
F-L-Y, without a Peter Pan though
Fuck talk shit hit em with a heated band
Detective ass niggas, yeah, we see your mans in there
He act dumb smack him with a heater fan