[Hook: Chief Keef x2]

I got money, I got power, got respect with this tech
My niggas out here wilding [bad word] Roulette
My niggas out here wilding [bad word] [bad word] Roulette, with niggas' heads

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I got money, I got power, got respect with this tech
My niggas out here wilding, you could duck or get wet
From Chiraq to DC, boy, we gang bang, throwing sets
About Glory Boyz and [bad word] Boyz they say this and that
But Chief Sosa and Fat Trel shooters gone handle that
It ain't nothing, [bad word] we bucking; light it up, candle that
We turn nothing into something, get that check, ran through that
I be [bad word] on them [bad word]  like where my manners at?
I be in my [bad word] glory shining just like my watch
I be pulling up and pulling off in them foreign cars
I give that [bad word] a name if she talking [bad word] star
And we got these [bad word] boppy, GBE full of stock

[Hook: Chief Keef x2]

[Verse 2: Fat Trel]

Well, I got money, I got power, just got rid of my tech
Cause that [bad word] had too many bodies, just re'd up in Van Ness
“I got my niggas outchea wilding, 223 eat through vests
UUV hit your block, yellow tape on deck
Police investigate, my [bad word] say heavy weight
I'm a walking grenade; I play with Tommies for days
I got work and it's twerking; I [bad word] your wifey on purpose
I'm a [bad word] Boy; my Glory boy just smoke purple perfect
I'm in Chiraq flirting with these chickens from Church's
These niggas pockets is hurting; heard you niggas was nervous
I'm from D-dot-C; you know my [bad word] say SB [bad word] with GBE, so how you niggas gone eat?

[Hook: Chief Keef x2]