[Intro: Chief Keef]
Thotties, Posse!

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I got alotta bitches, and I got alotta n***as
And I got alotta shooters and I got alotta killers
And I got alotta money, I been with this money bunny
I can't help my money funny, baby I am money hungry
More Sosa less Tony, I bought an island no Coney dummy
I'm coolin in Hawaii, countin' money countin' money money
All these n***as phony phony, all these bitches bony bony
N***as act like homies homies, that's why I be on it on it

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I be on a lot of that, extorting n***as, call it that
Hear from me, no calling back
Just don't get your cabbage patched
Tryna be like Durk and Sosa, well, these n***as lacking that
Why you kissing on this ho? Gang gang them be smacking that
Plus [?] bricks and he be taxing, then we taking that
I can't wife no ho, 'cause now a days, these hoes be breaking back
I don't even smoke, I wish he would, I'ma spray his ass
Money don't grow on trees, but on the block, I'ma make it back
Got a lot of n***as booked, met a lot of bitches crooked
Got a lot of n***as shook, killers aiming at your book
All these n***as [?] all my n***as, they [?]
Gang
Murder murder kill a n***a
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I got alotta bitches, and I got alotta n***as
And I got alotta shooters and I got alotta killers
And I got alotta money, I been with this money bunny
I can't help my money funny, baby I am money hungry
More Sosa less Tony, I bought an island no Coney dummy
I'm coolin in Hawaii, countin' money countin' money money
All these n***as phony phony, all these bitches bony bony
N***as act like homies homies, that's why I be on it on it

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
N***as act like they your friends
But n***as all pretend
N***as act like they your homie
All these n***as fuckin' phony, I know it
Riding in that mortal combat
With a lot of fucking combat for combat
N***a don't run, come back
Told your bitch "don't run, come back"
Take this dick, n***a clit clat get back
On that hot shit, you can get whacked
18 wheeler shit, you can get wet
Throw it back to my bitches

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I got alotta bitches, and I got alotta n***as
And I got alotta shooters and I got alotta killers
And I got alotta money, I been with this money bunny
I can't help my money funny, baby I am money hungry
More Sosa less Tony, I bought an island no Coney dummy
I'm coolin in Hawaii, countin' money countin' money money
All these n***as phony phony, all these bitches bony bony
N***as act like homies homies, that's why I be on it on it